Soul-O. The magic cat. He sleeps there now. On a patchwork pillow. As close to me as he can be without actually being in the bed. I discourage that because he is an outside cat and there are often stray ticks looking for a free ride.
On the floor, my yoga mat from Woven Yogi. I roll right out of bed onto it. Greet the day. I posted it here, hanging between uses. Kristin is an old friend. I know her as just one of those people who has no agenda except to be the best she can be. I thank her for that.
I am still trying to transfer my links from PlaceKeeper. I have just added Woven Yogi to the Being Mindful in Business list which is now in the sidebar. Folks I know,trust..soften these hard days.
Sorting through old cloth today.
When sorting though old cloth, which I am doing, because it's an easy thing to do while waiting for spring, and it feels like I am staying close to cloth even when I am not stitching, I often make rainbows. Personal ones.
I'm floating.
Horrified by many things. Trying to figure out how to balance them.
