Two years ago I made a little fabric hanging from some odds and ends of my fabrics and project by-products, to hang outside. I liked seeing it hanging on the tree next to the bridge and passed it daily.
It hung there through sun and rain, wind and weather. Last summer I noticed it had faded a bit.
Several weeks ago I found it in the mud at the foot of the tree, so I took it to the studio and washed it up, then hung it back on the tree.
It is aging even more noticeably than I am! But it still has life and seems even more at home and comfortable than when it was young and bright.
And so it goes...