I've been wandering. [For quiet a while it seems]
In and out of laneways.
In and out of peoples houses, some I know, some unknown; me, a mere guest within their walls, enjoying the breathless beauty of rolling hills, hidden beaches, and rough seas.
In and out of conversations - so many conversations about wonderful things, about careers and my continued place in a profession I still hold dear and close, about intense personal things, some good, some bad, not always about me, but a chance to offer an ear and a shoulder when needed by others.
In and out of meals, shared with beautiful, loving, generous greek women on sunny afternoons full of laughter, shared with friends around open fires and a bottle of good red wine, catching up with friends I haven't seen for a long time and the joy of 'filling in the blanks'.
In and out of projects, from simple house plans being drawn and presented, to small pieces of fabric cut and hand sewn as a very personal and beautiful project comes to life, to a larger adult version of Rubble now on the needles slowly, slowly being knitted, to finally some pieces for ShibuiKnits soon to be released.
Along the way, I sometimes took my camera, and my phone, and occasionally I stopped to record the moment.
I'll try not to wander so far this time.