Gorgeous Art Quilts at the Oregon Garden on Saturday.
The one just above was constructed of tiny 1/8" pieces of fabric cut
and layered on the fabric, then held in place by a fine netting.
It was quite beautiful.
Bare trees in the garden reminded me of the beauty
in nature reproduced on fabric.
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast.
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray,
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)