Contemporary Art Quilter Pat Pauly's random thoughts and excursions made public.
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Tonight I hiked under the full moon. Known as the "mourning moon" to some, it is seen as the final bit of light before the dark of winter. It is also a symbol of the shedding of old things -- and leaving behind -- before we reach the beginning of winter, and then the new year. Like taking note of what you need, and what you can do without.