Leaves, left, gone..
First came the stone art post, little gems of time and love, nestled in their creative blankets. Now it’s leaves with crochet. Moments of change caught forever; the turning of the tide from summer to autumn, the passing of another year. Less decoration, more frosting, ice crystals made permanent. Delicate representations of fragility and tenderness.
(All pics Susanna Bauer and Pinterest)
Because why does purpose always have to lead?
Laters, Kate x