Every Which Way Lace


This is how it looked for a while, as if I was winding through a maze.  The walls were solid lace, so it seemed harmless to linger there.  Wandering in the maze even seemed like what I was meant to do.  It was fascinating.

I waited for the walls to fall down, or pushed against them which only made them more solid.  Then I noticed a thread and gently pulled it.   The maze began to dissolve.  Following the thread lead to the beginning.  To myself.


4 thoughts on “Every Which Way Lace

  1. Your photos are stunning, your words are intensely deep. The skill with which you tie the two together is awesome!

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