Yesterday was cold.
I did a lot of the quilting on the earth side of home.
The rings of stitching needed to hold the silk from sliding.
I stitched and stitched.
Well into the dark hours. At one point I was stitching in the dark. Feeling my way.
Fingers become eyes in the dark.
I just let it go. It flowed from me. Made me lighter.
My thumb joint needed a bit of Arnica rub before bed. Today will be warmer but not much. They say.
But who knows?