I am intrigued by the way a simple combination of colors and line can add illumination, depth and a sense of place to a quilt. My oasis. The desert can be an oasis. A place of refuge, of relief. A place away from the noise of the city. A place to think, to plan, to rejuvenate, to listen to the sound of the free wind, to remember the world before civilization. A place of wildness protected by beautiful desolation. I am tucked away safely in the silence of my oasis, looking at the night sky and the full moon.