Spirit Cloth

In Between This and That

Just time for Noticing...

How this place seems more at home with me. 

I feel more welcomed now that I have connected with the soil. The Old Earth here.

I have heard that Celosia is edible, the leaves, anyone had any experience with that? I had a hard time starting these, slugs and things, but ok, yay! They are everywhere.

Mullein. Wild. But a couple in the garden.  I could sleep here.

I imagined a moon roof. And this beast, a loose drawn patch, more about that later...

A moon roof and a different sense of Home.

Packing for another short road trip this morning. Mostly things that need to get done that involve going somewhere. But the air is clear the sun is out and the season is high. And we are just going. I will be back to a normal schedule in a week or so. 

Roots and Waves and Upheaval

New Roots.

At sunrise. Roots always seem ancient to me. But they are also a symbol of continuing. And newness then, a way to hold in the going. I was glad to see these this morning. The year has been so destabilizing. And these new roots make me feel like I am more at home.

I just kept stitching. This morning I sense a sea of stitch has formed. I am resting, floating in it.

Honestly I feel more puzzled than ever. Stitch is simple and I can understand it.

Out walking. Still learning the land.

This might be a favorite place. Old Earth is such a Timekeeper. A Story Teller. A story cloth I may well rest beneath one day... I made a new category, Old Earth. The Earth seems older here.