Today there are no plans.
This fellow was waiting at the door. Maybe I will get some peanuts today at the market. I need to go anyway because the cupboard is bare.
The copper pot with the walnuts and pom has been heated for weeks. The outer covering is falling away from the nuts. Maybe I will remove the rest of the nuts from their houses, they are so soft now, to make more room for liquid and throw them outside for the squirrels and raccoons. The rest will cook down to mush. Eventually. Maybe I will do some test dyeing.
I am imagining stitching in that red square. Maybe I'll do that.
No plans is like a wide open space. Funny how somehow we come to be uncomfortable with that. I'm practicing not being uncomfortable with that. Eventually it will be just fine.
