Winter branches.

The Winter branches are stitched onto an older piece of work that had no centre but has been patched and pieced and stitched over a few years. Now it has a heart. The fields surround the tree laid out in various fabrics, machine and hand embroidered. It has settled into its own being. I plan to put some birds in quietly so you will have to search for them. I have been thinking about that word- settle. It came up in something else I read- letting the muddy waters settle to see clearly.