The squirrels are a bit unfriendly around here lately.
To me. To each other. This long season of uncertainty has affected all.
But in the last days, I've made friends with Rags. He comes close. For nuts. And kind words. He's young. He's already tattered. He must have heard of my interest in mending. Or my need for assurance about connection. My interest in Story.
And speaking of story, I've added a new section to the main menu at Feel Free. Cloth Stories. A place for cloth friends. And what they have shared with me. Gosh, I have so many memories to sort through. Since the weather report seems to indicate that it might rain forever, I have plenty of time.
