Finally, the air takes on a chill. Winter isn’t far away when it starts getting dark at 4:00 in the afternoon. The rabbit constellation resides at Orion’s feet. She is either hunted (by Orion’s dogs), or a wily trickster — perpetually running just ahead of the hunter’s bow across the winter sky. Visible in February.
I used an old star chart for reference… And though I have no real attachment to the story of the rabbit, I like that it IS a story… I like that I stitched on top of a deliberate exercise in obfuscating personal narrative.
(Before). Often a period of reflection is required before finishing a quilt.