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A white stone in the center of this cloth thought is needed.
The rings of my basket are like ripples. In space. Like ghosts of breaths taken.
I will ease into Summer with fewer postings. More Space. I have finished the Feather Cloth we call Home and now I need some quiet time to prepare it for travel. Collect, recollect its story. I will share more photos before it flies. I have spoken to Wendy. How long it has been. How much of this crazy life this cloth holds. How this is good. We are ready.
A lot of things will keep me somewhat wordless for the summer. For those of you who are subscribed, I will set my Small Journeys postings for Wednesdays, What if Wednesdays. Small Journeys will continue through Labor Day (Sept 7) at which point the series will end. And I will embark on some bigger journeys.
Sometimes we might look at floating as an expression of Separate-ness. But in the natural order of things it is really more about One-ness I think. Like Soup. So I think (for the moment anyway) it is a natural thing to want to wander off. To become part of everything rather than just you own narrow little place.
I just want to talk about it, this thing I now call What If Diaries(?). It is not a class, it is more like a resource. It is a lot of things. Scraps of self. There are steps to be taken to have this Happen. Layers. But firstly, I will be reopening my What If (?) blog, under a new name, The What If Diaries. Starting over actually, in a way. Consider it a Gateway. I look at it as a kind of treasure hunt. Because that is how it all happened for me, still happening actually... a journey in self discovery and I am just telling the story.
The What If blog is not restricted. It is open to all. Like a door. I cleaned it up and updated it a bit... and it will reopen with the New Year. And then we begin. Again. And keep going.
Along with the reopening of What If, I will be closing the shop. Because how I will be doing that will be changing as well. In fact, Everything will be different. Too much sameness out there. Doing the shake it up dance here. You?
And we have nine kinds of greens well established at this point. Extra room for the radicchio. We'd like to have nine kinds of grapes as well. I need to research that a bit. And berries. So far we planted gooseberries, blackberries , raspberries, strawberries to add to the mulberries already growing. Three kinds each of the blackberries and raspberries, that could make nine.
A garden quilt could be nice, right? A record of this long growing season. What if I start with a lot of brown. layers of brown. I like that idea. Yes I do. A season keeper. Something to snuggle up under like a couple of seeds on a winter's night, trusting in a new season.
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