Spirit Cloth

there was time for thoughts

There was a 4 hour wait, in the hospital. 

Kindly, they gave me a private place to wait. I considered limitation. I tried to make a recording but the double mask was limiting.

All went well and it is just a matter of time. And stuff to do. My dental pain has gone which makes it all seem smaller.

No time for talking but I did come away with limitation is the cornerstone of form.

I also spent a moment thinking about the difference between a Doodle and a Drawing. I call the difference a Joodle. But that is mighty personal as a word. I'll get to it.

Today I will attempt to switch my email service for blog posts. I do not know what will happen. I will attempt to migrate the mailing list. We will see.  You may have to subscribe again if you stop getting my posts. All I can say is whatever. 

I will be going forward with the final part of Patchwork in Perspective. Everything in Perspective. All I can say again is whatever. Soon enough.

The last few months have been filled with so much sad news. At least a new season is around the corner. 

before coffee

A Day is a Day

Gosh, I love not typing. There should be just talking here as well, but I am not ready. 

Just catching a moment...

I woke up. I looked. I wove into the edge, some old pink silk that was nearly to thin to stand on its own. I need time I said to myself. Then, the hearty laugh I needed so badly.

Deepening Winter.

It's cold, we've gone Polar. Looks like below freezing for a week or so. And maybe some snow. The big unstacked wood pile is frozen. An excuse to continue with other things. 

Life became really confusing this last year. Maybe actually just confusing. 

In any case, The Deep Pool of Thought... posts here and here... has become a larger cloth still, simply by giving it a different use. And it could be a blanket too if I keep going.  And I probably will, what else is there? And it's cold.

What's happening with all my internet places? Well, I'm sorting through that. 

I was going to start talking here today but the man is sleeping and the basement is cold and so tomorrow will hopefully be another day.