The once named Magic Feather Coat, also known as Without End hangs there.
A small tear along the neckband needs attention. I am admiring its staying power just a little longer. I have decided to alter this garment a bit. Well, a lot. Let it become a curtain, maybe, or a blanket. Let it be more useful. I have too many robes.
The less I have, the less I need. (she thought to herself, finding the time to jot that down) Perhaps simplicity is all about transformation, the clarity in that. Perhaps transformation is simply making do. A form of recycling, re-self-ing, sympathetic evolution? Becoming what you need to. How is it we come to need more while celebrating less. In these years of the revival of mending and celebrating making do, it seems it has all become about art, business and money and not at all about what it is.
An unspeakable sadness washed over me while walking yesterday. Not the kind that poisons you, but the kind that enriches. Something quite clear but without words. It will stay like that I suppose, until it becomes something utter-able. Until then I will just try to keep wandering off. Walking about. Let my journey become itself. ( TYiBO 2013 j.a.h )
Saskia has been living her life and also letting her work become quite simple with a deepening sense of quiet and confidence I can clearly admire. She shares her work over at Diaries but also on her blog. I really like this. If you stop by, please do, say hi for me.
The nature of old woven cloth is to conform, wear thin, but still to hold on. Honor and hold change in so many ways. I love how the original threads have moved over and held on the memory of the visiting threads even after they are gone. And how the cloth is still OK.
Although I have disconnected the regular feed subscription thing from Feedburner, the email service is still working. So the current list is intact and new subscriptions are still being accepted. When I get a new service, I will transfer the list to the new place. So you mail junkies should be OK.
There have been visitors and family affairs and now we will once again dig into our own lives. Time to dig into color over at Diaries as well as my focus changes. Maybe a bit thin over here for a while. Let's see how it goes.
This about sums up summer this year. Something strange is eating
through everything, The garden is full of holes. So is my head. In some ways, my heart.
I am faced with some technology issues at the moment. One of which
is my feed. Please take note, that I will be disconnecting Feedburner soon, which means especially those of you who have subscribed to this blog through email will no longer receive email updates. I have to do this. I apologize. I figure if any of you don't hear from me for a while, well, maybe you will come looking. You might still subscribe using what ever reader you use. When I find another suitable email service I will let you know. So OK. It will be like starting over. Less, I wanted less. OK.
It has come time to decide just how much technology and fiddling with technology I need in my life. To keep on doing what I am doing requires more of it, upgrading it. Spending money. Learning new things.
A new landscape got pinned today. Just because. So far I am calling it Somewhere. Some where quiet maybe. Thinking about how landscapes are always changing. How we adjust to that. Need to. However it is we might manage that.