Spirit Cloth

How it Might Just Happen

Evolution in a Deep Pool of Thought.

Not sure I should spoil this moment by saying anything else. 

Except I removed the background in the photo, just to see it this way.

Over Time

...they Became Like a Tree.

A Typepad glitch is keeping me from viewing and replying to comments, here and on other Typepad blogs. So, comments off and I am going to take some time away and get lost in some details.  The stray cat series has evolved into the stray selves series, realizing that I may contain a whole spectrum of beasts to deal with. I need to consider this more deeply anyway. 

And in the News, Feel Free is not closing but will be temporarily down for a while so I might fix a few things, I will be reopening the Spirit Cloth Shop soon, it is now sweater weather, and Grace's Hill is still there. The winds have shifted,I hear the smoke may reach NY. 

change is in the air

That wind, that signals change, blew in this morning. It may not linger day to day, but it has arrived. I could see it in the treetops before it came through the open window. The wind that makes everything smell different. 

It is going to be a big acorn year. The squirrels are beside themselves. ( I was going to say in heaven, but we all know where that concept has gotten us to) It's the most joy I have seen in a long time.

The acorns are different here. And quite honestly, so am I.

I don't know my oaks well. I might study up. Make that a priority.

It's a clear day, and I slept long and deep.  I had a dream, Soul-o wanted to visit the old place. When we got there he met his former self at wood's edge. They did not hit it off. He asked to go home. I woke up and here we are. 

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