An old cushion cover, turned inside out, enrichens the aviator scene with a flamboyant green. In the twilight, a lucky charm (so believe the Chinese) appears, a foreigner, a kind of bird that I have a special liking for, the only no-bird to be in this collection. I often see them in warm nights in our backyard, once we observed a flirting couple of a small species. So quick and silent, almost too fast to be seen, now pinned to the silk.Update on J's job search. Only the interview will happen in Berlin; the shop is in Hamburg. We'll be going together and spend a day in the capitol, and I'll be waiting for him in a café while he's having this interview. There was another chance, and the boss said, he wants him, but he must be patient, it won't work out too soon. So maybe he decides for the second one. While J was talking about having to sleep under a bridge next year, the headhunters seem to take up his trail.
6 comments:
i have never seen a real bat.
The choice of metaphors for the last sentence is quite piquant.
what lovely colors and texture--I like the juxtaposition of the bat next to it's feathered neighbors.
"Too fast to be seen," that's pretty much my experience with bats. I've seen them, but only as a shadow moving across the sky. A great addition to your quilt.
Nearly every year we have bats in our cabin in New Hampshire! It can be a bit frightening when they swoop down, as if to make a nest in your hair! This piece is so lovely Eva!!!
Hope all goes well in Berlin! When will you go?
xo
Actually, I'm not going, because J will stay over night at his cousin's. We don't want to burden H with two guests. J will travel by bus on Sunday and return on Monday evening.
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