I am really loving this scraping and may end up leaving this as another unfinished page. Sometimes my journal pages are simply studies that can inform future work, like on canvas. When stamping out Rose Hips below I notice the letters are nearly equal to Promises, which is what the little seed pods are, aren't they?
I treasure the memory, from many Springs ago, of coloring pussy willow buds with pastel chalks. Not sure why I thought of willows in winter.... maybe because I'm on a roll of creating stencils and masks of natural things.
