I have a lot of admiration for people who just put themselves out there to share their creative expression – independent of whether they are appreciated or even noticed. Whether we are talking about Michelangelo freeing the sculpted figure from the giant block of marble, or the street musicians who take out their instruments and start playing, the urge is the same.

It is an inner urge to share, to create, to express something that can't necessarily be put into words.

This time of year as our senses are full of luscious seasonal smells, tastes and colors… we can simply become a channel to take in that inspiration and then let it out in a quilt, in a piece of fiber art, or in a detailed embellishment.

So what is the equivalent of going on the street, taking out your instrument, throwing down your hat, and just playing your heart out?

Go spend time with your stash. Play with your fabric, audition various combinations, look for unintended happy consequences, and then come back to it in a day or a week with a fresh eye.

Be the accordion player, with your hands full of music and stars. Paint the street with a rainbow of notes, and then dance in the stardust that falls at your feet.