Parallel Reality

Here it is a beautiful Sunday. After church I started to work on Rice's, she has two dots over the e in her name which I have not figured out how to do, electric lime sweatshirt. Embroidered two of the vines that swoop down the front. Then decided to take a break and do a little blog browsing. Since I'm working on her stuff I went to her blog to see what was going on and to work on a color pallet for the shirt. Come to find out she and Earl (her DH) are in New Orleans, the French Quarter, land of my heritage. Except my Great Grandfather slipped out of town under the cover of darkness to avoid the wrath of the Plantation owner. It was not a good thing to sleep with the overseer's woman. So our ties to New Orleans were broken as he headed west. But the powerful ties from a city that is so rich and diverse in it's heritage calls across the miles to me. My ancestors speak to me. Remember where you came from, allow the mystery to speak through your voice and art.