After walking the dogs, I should have smiled but I was freezing cold |
Pecos River, just down the road from where I live |
By afternoon, the sun was shining, but it wasn't any warmer.
I've been busy unpacking, and settling in. Also, because the deadline for submitting my pics and story is looming, I had to take the time to photograph several pieces and write my story. ( 7000 words seems like a lot but once I started writing, it was easy) This is all for a book that's being published about quilt artists with disabilities. I was asked to be part of this book by Anne Copeland, who started Fiberarts of So. California. Annie has been such a help to me, my cheerleader since 2004.
I took part in several of the art quilt challenges from this group, following my accident. The art quilts have been a big part of my recovery process.
Back in Pecos, I'm meeting some nice folks after a rocky start. I've found a place to walk the dogs, it's on the original Route 66. I have a mailing address and a physical address, and met the mailman. I've discovered some artists locally, who I hope to connect with. It's so gorgeous around here. The National Forest and wilderness is so huge. Miles of green evergreen trees everywhere I look. I stopped by the Forest service the other day, learned some info about the forest and was given a large topo map of the area.
More unpacking today, maybe I'll get done :>) I hope so.
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