155 - Cloth World Self
157 - Cloth is like a World

156 - Pockets

On this day

 May 8th 2015

This morning the sea breeze arrived as a thin blanket.

A soft spring mist

Spring fog

Mist fills spaces with mystery.

I get lost in imagining. Mist is a kind of mending.

Sometimes a relief. Covering the same old view and making it new.

Sometimes just making it easier to hide.


I am adding a few more patches to Home today. The last ones. They are pockets. Pockets are useful for many things. That is why I like them.

I'm a bit weary today.

I am going to shrink myself down. Really small. And take a nap in there.