147 - Filling Gaps

on this day

 April 19th 2015

There are more days lately.

When I find myself in between thoughts.

Not feeling lost. Just wandering.

Markers

Because of the way this cloth we call Home came together, there are gaps.  Along the edge, where a certain kind of staying power is desired, I have filled them.

Reminders

At the same time marked them. Filled them with cloth or stitch or both.  Like lone flames. In red. To remember them.  Gaps are important places. Like holes. Probably they had a lot to do with the invention of bridges. And mending. Making do and Just Going.