March 7th 2104
It has been a while since I stood back. Hung it up. This cloth I call HOME. Right now simply draped over the doors to the one cabinet in this one room we are heating for the winter. Like a cloak it looks.
I completed the ring with green flames. The ring that circles the moon space with a slow and constant burning... So now, a little green. A Sprouting . I couldn't find any outside. Green. I know it is waiting beneath the long freeze. This was for me. And all those weathering a cold storm. I am not alone I whispered to myself.
Season is the circle we all share.
That might make it a way to know each other.