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Friday, December 8, 2017

Questions

Some famous archaeologist, who discovered the skull of a major link in our evolutionary chain, once said that he only found what he was looking for and so, one day in October, I decided to look for a Wooly Bear, since we now live in an urban landscape where Wooly Bears are not an everyday occurrence. And there one was--right on the violets growing next to our front door.

In case you are one of the few people who has never seen one, here is a photo of one of the insects consistently described as "cute."


My Wooly Bear block is more symbolic than abstract this time, suggesting the main association of Wooly Bears and questions about the winter weather, one of the many vain attempts we humans have made to try and peer into the future and see what's coming at us.


I do understand why this guy was labelled wooly, but "bear" leaves me with another unanswered question.

And one more question of the week: will these hand-dyed half-yards fresh out of the washing machine dry in 45 degree weather with rain predicted any minute?


The answer to that was no.

Hope you are all contributing your light to this season of darkness!

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2 comments:

Laura McGrath said...

I lived in North Carolina for about 10 years and they were called "wooly worms" there.

Gwyned Trefethen said...

The stitching of your wooly bear is perfect. You really captured, with artistic license, the fuzzy fur around the perimeter. The simple straight stitching to the right of the caterpillar elevates the piece.