Safe.
The world is so terrifying these days.
Today, a quiet day. A quiet day is like a ceremony. The rain has gone and we can just sense the warmth arriving.
A day for catching up on sleep and story telling.
I'm eyeing the pattern of holes on the incense burner.
The cloth, Big Sanity, grows even when I am not stitching.
The season has shifted. Everything is just getting along.
A privilege to witness.
Ok. It's sort of winter now. It got cold. There is more to do in winter. To keep fires going etc.
I'm unfamiliar with this video camera. The battery was running low. It ran out before I was finished talking.
I watched it and thought that I didn't really say all I wanted to say. I was distracted.
But that is how it went. Isn't that what I am after? How it went?
I'm thinking a lot about story lately. How we try to share how it went, all the while being influenced by our imaginations which interfere with how it went and lean toward how it might have gone. Know what I mean? Embellishment. The man and I talk about this. How story, in some ways can be a lie. That's is a harsh word, his word. But he is a straight talker and avoids the romance of words. But I get what he is saying.
Anyway, this is how it went.
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Talking is easier than typing. Even with the wood stove popping in the background.
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Today I managed to place the Feel Free Index on this blog in the sidebar . I thought that would be nice. Clicking on any of the links will take you to the Feel Free open learning center directly, where you might continue to browse or return here. Many times I refer to techniques here and I thought duplicating the index of tutorials here would be handy. For those of you subscribed by email, you will not see this index unless you click through to the blog. I planned to add the Whispering Hearts class with the new year, but I am cleaning it up a bit first. Lets say Valentine's Day.
Just still life.
Still life with mom's lamp base, a good luck penny and the Man before I ever knew him. (actually I did know him, just hadn't met him yet.) And a few old things.
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