Looking Down

Looking down was  easier on the neck than looking up.  It was like finding hundreds of little quilts at my toes in the red shoes.  There were checker boards, and a thousand pyramids, squares in squares, stars, six point stars, lots of stars, orange peels, curved piecing and diamonds,  and birds in the air.........

I have to dig in my stash of fabrics and find these colors

and then there were the stones in the streets and sidewalks.  --Ann--