This morning, a weather alert and another winter storm to hit this afternoon and last until tomorrow. The icy kind. Power loss alert from the electric company. March arrives as a lion.
I like lions. The wild side of a cat. March is a month of change. A full spectrum of lion patches are forming from stray scraps of self. You never really know what March will usher in. I love March for that.
Yesterday. When I let fear go I uncovered Button Face in the Wilderness.
AKA Miles From NoWhere and now Longing. The second cloth from here. These two were rolled up together. Inside the one I call Shelter.
And now I am looking at this old thing. Really Old. Found some old hair from some old cat on it. Good old Nook hair. Thinking new thoughts. Reconsidering Longing. Thinking about it as a thread , sense, that runs through it all. Longing.
If you live long enough you might UnDo all things considered and then do it again.