Touba and the Meaning of Night

 - Along with the lightening and thunder outside, Touba felt a flash in her mind; what was in the dark came to light. "When you procreate, there is a freshness in being, but the main part of this being consists of repetitions. And in this circle of repetitions, we seek help from the dead. Prince Gil, the presence of your wife is dear, she brings with her a soft breeze and joy. Of course, she can steal a man away from someone like me. Perhaps she can steal many. But for how long? Someday she will be enlightened and then become ordinary, and will not steal anymore. But her presence will give off joy into the world, for she is like flowing water. She moves forth, purifies the air, gives life to earth. One must be patient."

-pg. 170 from "Touba and the Meaning of Night" by Shahrnush Parsipur 

 I finished the longest version of the DongoDesign "Charlotte" skirt pattern. It is made from an antique tablecloth I dyed with logwood from my Great Aunt Kay's old linens. She lived in an apartment on the West Side of Central Park in NYC. This tablecloth belonged to their neighbor Mrs. Horvath or Mrs. Horowitz. Neither my mom or my grandfather could agree on her name. She was Jewish and came to NYC to escape Nazi Germany. My mom tells me Mrs. H lived in a big dark apartment with big dark furniture. Once I dyed it, I spotted six cherubs I hadn't seen before.