May 14th 2015
The cloth. in the morning, was like sea.
It was close to impossible to use all the feathers and stones received... in the cloth we call Home. Without compromising it's sense of space. And the space is important.
So there are a couple of smaller cloths being put together that work with the main cloth.
One, which I began today. Path.
For small journeys.
I will be a long cloth. Narrow. But wide enough to balance on. Long enough to follow. Covered with stepping stones. It might be a bridge. Or a secret way. A way through. A way back. Who knows. It might just be a direction . To go.