Waves of emotion
It's deep winter. Deeper than I remember. I did a bit of stitching on the little storm piece that will probably end up as a bookmat. Actually it already has a resting place between pages. I feel like talking even though I need to haul some wood. I talk to myself when I am doing chores, my words develop.
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Talking, or trying...stormy
The Spirit Cloth blog has been password protected for a while. Things went all wacky there. I think I've been hacked.