Good Morning!
Always, there are open air ceremonies with cloth.
This one could be finished. But I know it's not. It is already useful as a blanket though.
All day hanging in the crisp September air, hoping no birds would shit on it. They always come sit on the clothes line. But yesterday was windy and hanging big cloth scares them away I think.
I like how the two sides come face to face here.
I will let this, HEAL aka Regenerate, rest. Turn my attention to GROW aka Reach. I'll rummage through what's here looking for something like compost.
