Clouds, like a layer of quilt batting, spread across the western sky last night. Perhaps the Great One sat back from from her sewing machine, having finished another excellent quilt top, and pulled the batting out of the closet. She spread the batting out across the sky for the night, waiting for the cotton to settle in so that the top and bottom could be layered with the batting in between.
Then, on the morrow, she will stitch the layers together and will call it good. We will call it spring, spread across the continent like another marvelous quilt of many colors. The soil will warm. Plants will grow and flower. All from the Great Quilt of Warmth that is a new season of growth.
Copyright 2013
Wanda Hayes Eichler
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