Yes. It's still raining.
I'm continuing from here. In the blue light of morning.
The raw seam will hold the center. Maybe a kind of honesty. A frame for that.
I'm not around on the web much. I'm reading some but not saying. Short on words and working through that. I suppose I might go either way. I find myself caught by the thoughts between one word and another. They echo back at me and I say "what?"
I am using up some old linen and cotton upholstery samples I have here to build the cabin. Using things up. The back of the cloth is on the up side here, the print will show on the other side, thought it does show in a subtle way on this side as well. Since the base cloths are thick yet soft, this will be a single layer blanket, no batting or backing will be added. So the one side and the other side will actually be one, exchanging places now and then. Inside out. Outside in. Exposed. Quiet.