THREE COLORS, ONE ROAD
 

Some memories are made from one particular moment. Others are made from a collection of little things that happen along the way.
 

This one came from driving through Connemara. The landscape kept changing as I went.

Dark browns in the mountains and earth. Bright golden yellow gorse scattered across the countryside. And then the deep eggplant-purple of the colorful buildings I saw in Clifden.
 

I found all three skeins in Recess on the same day. I knew they belonged together.
 

THE LANDSCAPE IN WOOL
 

I brought the three colors home and eventually combined them with leftover yarn to make this little purse.
 

The dense crochet gives it structure and texture while allowing each color to stand out.
 

The kissing clasp is sewn on by hand.

Three colors. Three little pieces of the landscape.
 

One drive through Connemara.
 

That's what I love about making from a journey.

Sometimes I don't have to choose just one thing to remember. I can carry several pieces of it forward.
 

Made slowly and intentionally by hand, one stitch at a time.