Golden flies gather sustenance from wild asters; even they become focal points of beauty.
And so, a little muted myself, pulling colour off the dried edges of a used water container,
I salvage enough for this dazed little lady, and find the next day that she is the inspiration
for some new work in fabric and stitch that I will show you next time.
Look for the subtle message in the greyest days.
It may lay muted but its glowing ember can turn into a fire.