Sometimes just a little thing can get you thinking. That's is why I like to act on little things. To mark them as thought. Caught. Just as important as anything else, I guess. Just radishes. Nine of them because that is a nice number. For me enough of something to get me thinking. The line marked by earth and sky. By fruit. The fruit as a center. The thing that marks a pivot for direction. The center of growth. And therefore, potential. Potential as nourishment. Roots. And the freedom of invisibility. And moon. Just a memory sometimes. A sky fruit. Some handwoven texture across the moon. The texture as an imprint of self. Linen. Indigo. Walnut and how it becomes more concentrated. A few thread ends from the thread nest. I am filled to the brim today. Even though my thumb still aches. Stitching a little. Thinking a lot. Planning a salad.