Usefulness has so much to do with timing.
I made this small component to demonstrate process for the big one. But I am not sure how useful that is anymore. I am thinking a lot about timing. And my own usefulness. What an elusive puzzle. It become clearer with age.
We seem to be in the path of the storm sliding up the east coast. . The base of the road in is in danger of washing out. Gonna shut down and go move some large rocks.
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A new space to put down new roots.
Because healing is really a kind of growth, regrowth. I was thinking that.
This is comforting. I think it has transformed into a safer place.
I suppose also, my hands, reaching, then thinking about putting my hands in the earth. That is where the thought grew.
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A Nest of Days is serving me well a resting place for new clothwork.
This one grew a bit, just a single layer of muslin overlapped and stitched. One layer, the center is 3. That might be managed later.
The man is, in the meanwhile, sanding the table.
I think we best heal from the inside out. I can stretch and touch the edge, while my heart remains the center.
No stitch today but this exercise is also doing. Getting into the spirit of the thing. I made a video but it became a bit too brazen with no bra. Maybe if I wasn't going on 70. Ha! Feeling Free but not that free. So here is a less offensive snapshot I cropped out of it.
This is me. And the tendency to complicate.
I woke up in a frenzy. This is how my mind interferes with simplicity.
Tendency, is it linked to need? Or habit? Form is fluid. Choosing makes things seem more static, permanent. More useful to others maybe, that's all. It all settles out into everything.
I'm never sure if I can ever explain how clear this is to me.
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