In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Intricate.”
Intricate are the perfect stitches that I can never duplicate. Intricate means the care that past generations put into their creations. Intricate meant those extra details that we took for granted. Intricate meant attention during a time when all things were scarce. Intricate are the stitches in my heart. The memories that awake with the feel of intricate handiwork between my fingers. Intricate were the stitches that made the whole.