https://flic.kr/p/7E3Qwd | birth of an oak | An idea that sprang forth as I was making it. It was one of those moments where when I was done sewing I looked down and realized what I had done. I think it's my desire for spring coming to the surface. I'm sure there are acorns under all of this snow, waiting to sprout. I just wish I could see them. A tiny wool acorn sewn into a brooch made of recycled wool.