After almost every day. For almost 10 years... there has been going here.
That's amazing I think, but then really, not really. It's what I do and like to do.
We are all going in one way or another. And this going might be easier than some other kind of going. Like the not Just Going, but going all the same.
So today I am grateful for all this easygoinggoing.
(9 times I just said going, and I didn't plan that, I counted . And ha.)
They are evacuating the shore here. It's the surge they worry about. I'm not sure the wind will be as bad as expected. And we are on high ground,keeping watch on the situation that will unfold as time passes.
An early September Stray, not just started (trying not to do that) but continued from way back. A Seasoned Stray then.
This Seasoned Stray has no fear of time. She is Time.
I want to tattoo this one on my chest.
For all you kind folks that made purchases from the shop this past week...I should be at the post office on Wednesday as planned. Unless we unexpectedly blow away.
As I suggested a few days back, I will be doing a rerun of Sun Moon Stars here on the blog starting on the Fall Equinox. A slow go, I think, that might takes us through the rest of the year.
I am aware of commenting issues here. I can't fix that. We'll wait for the Typepad Gods.
And the one square with the little path down the middle caught my eye this morning.
No sewing yet. Just looking. Thinking. Letting thoughts fill me.
And then this happened. I flipped the center path over, and the little stitches I took to keep it all together and calm, as a unit, they show. I love this. One side within the context of another. Paired. One. Nine for How it Might be Revealed?