Everything came at once. A long flight, miles into the air and across the globe, I dozed. Images flickered across my eyelids: the stitches of the embroidery piece I was working on, rendered in gold. 

At the beginning of the summer, I began to feel that familiar creative unrest: it was time to design again.

June 2009. The summer solstice mere weeks away, but each day the warmth stretched further into twilight. I was just about nine months pregnant, round and full of light, mirroring the sun in the sky...