recharging my batteries

...both the camera's and mine. Today, I braved the traffic, two bridges, and expressways I have never been on before as I drove, white-knuckled, to Queens, NY. Deep breaths but I got there in time and in one piece. As I said yesterday (I think) I went to the intimate graveside funeral service for my friend Bonnie's mother...and I was very happy that I went. After the service (greatly delayed because when the opened the grave there was a huge boulder that they had to remove before they could proceed -- don't ask!) we went out for a (very late) lunch and I headed home just in time for rush hour. This time, I blundered into a different route that took me into Brooklyn, over the bridge to Manhattan and turned out to be much more relaxing than the trip going. While it took 2 hours to get home, at least I knew where I was. I sat on Canal St. (Chinatown) for an interminable amount of time, en route to the Holland Tunnel: a much more interesting place to be in a traffic jam than the highway. I've been working diligently for the last couple of hours on the sow's ear. And with all the random sewing, I have discovered the zen of sitting at the machine. Here is pretty much everything, chopped up, reconstituted, and with some other fabrics added. It is becoming something that I think I can be happy with, if I can make it work the way I want to. Most of my fabrics are in the studio and I am working on this at home, so I am limited. But maybe this is a good thing. Here is a closer view of what is now the center section. We'll see what develops over the next few days. I am too tired to use my brain so I am going to bed. What else is new?