There were a few more stitches to be taken.
On Path. Remembering where I was, not that I forgot but Paths diverge. I'm a multi path person.
I took a few more stitches. Which seem like steps. Walking stitches. You can't see them but they have been taken.
Path. One of many.
In the wee hours of the morning there was a big warm wind and rain and the snow disappeared like magic. I finally repotted the avocado because it has outgrown it's old pot.