One Thousand Gifts . . .

Marco Polo is the inspiration.  Caravan traveling and the bringing of spices and silk treasures to a world that would behold them with wonderous eyes.

Behold them and covet them and the other treasures of a faraway land.  Men then forgetting their humanity as they took what they wanted.  We study the bad sad part, too.  We study to take example and be better.

My gratitude list continues . . .

imitation silk

the dancing of ideas

a sister's vision

fabric dyes

the smell of wax

old sheets

yellow yumminess

the softness of used bristles

brown blazing

cups of water turning to glory

blue bouncing

the spread of color

genuine green

inspirations

colors mixing to create surprise

giggles

the covering of mistakes

old towels turning to rainbows

stained fingers

memories of a college textile class

cinnamon

peppercorn

cloves

vanilla bean

the taste of mint

nutmeg

ginger root cut into smelling like lemon

delicate ramekins

spice cakes

taking turns at the mixer

more giggles

licking fingers

the smell of baking goodness

hot cake melting on the tongue

My list, #242-275.

Thank you, Father, for treasured friends.  Thank you for the art of Batiking, for the baking of spice cakes, for smelling and tasting, and for the blessing of home education. 

Thank you for teaching me more than them.