in the midst of packing,
and generally wallowing in pre-travel angst about the trip from which I have just returned,
to stitch together a random collection of backstrap experiments
and leftovers from this project
into a blanket/ shawl/ scarf thing
I would be unable to set foot out the door.
(indeed, unpredictable as they are, I've come almost to take them for granted),
but rarely has my home-leaving-misery
been so thoroughly transformed
into something as magically functional, as this.
it yet unfolded (without a wrinkle)
to cover me from shoulder to knee.
It was a blanket on the red-eye from Seattle to Boston,
and a pillow while sleeping in a squeaky bunk bed at the YMCA camp where I attended the North East Squeeze in.
and made my three items of clothing seem like six
(traveling with a concertina in your bag means clothing gives way to the instrument).
It covered my back,
scrunched into a scarf,
ps. photos by my wondrous sister Evelyn R. Swett
pps. In case any of you are suddenly seized by a need to make some wings of your own, the Etsy store is open once again, Backstrap Dialogues ready to fly to you .