So, yes, there are still trees. This morning's fog filled in some of the empty spaces. Making it seem more familiar. We lost 11 total. There will be more light, which means more garden space and lots of wood, for the next storm which will surely come. Most of the trees fell in the ravine. We will leave them. For the birds and small animals . They like that. Even if the neighbor's don't.
More stitching was added to "The Storm" yesterday. Mom was a bit shaken by everything but sitting together and telling stories of it all seemed to help put thoughts back in place. Still...
...though losses were manageable here, I remain shaken in a way that is so unfamiliar. This cloth doesn't seem my own. I cannot grasp it and feel it is mine at all. I can't even decide which side is up. That has been the strangest part of this. How removed I feel, like the big wind carried me up and away. Distancing me from what was or what I expect. I wait patiently as I float back to earth.
I will probably post a lot in the next few days as I catch up on things and clear the thoughts and images that have collected in my head. Making space. If you are in Diaries, I thank you for your patience and I will begin posting again on Wednesday. Right now I cannot upload audio or video. I will update the newsletter soon and reopen the shop when internet is again reliable. Thank you all for your notes and gifts and thoughts and prayers and whatever flew my way carried also by this Big Wind. What a Wind.
