7 April 2026

winter garden.

As the season moves toward spring, and green buds and shoots are starting to brave the world, we had a snowfall here, nearly an inch. It all melted very fast, but a reminder how early spring so often is a dance between the cold and the warm, intertwined in a way that is quite lovely though sometimes inconvenient.

Since I’ve been obsessed with making little stars and flowers from yarn woven onto pipe-cleaner frames (“darn stars”), my work table it covered with fiber scraps. perhaps inevitable that some would eventually get glued down to a page.

ALT: ink and fiber, abstract. perhaps a glass vase on the right, and leaning over it a branch with no leaves, but maybe watery and fibrous … flowers?

Kate Greenough's daily drawings