"No Winter Lasts Forever"

Circles and spirals, day and night, season after season.  The world changes but never changes.  In the midst of winter, it can seem the spring will never come.  When grief and fear live in us, it seems it will never end.  But eventually winter turns to spring, and grief becomes acceptance.

                                                             "No winter lasts forever;

no spring skips its turn "

                 (H. Borland)

The hills on this piece were appliqued and then embroidered on top.  The rest was done with some different embroidery  stitches.  The tiny flowers (french knots) were done by pushing a needle through the cloth, wrapping thread around it 2-3 times, and then pushing the needle on through. Each knot was done individually.  The piece is 9,25"  x  11.25".