Now Outside looking in
Soul-o. I think we have made the transition. He is now the cat he was back on the Island. Cautious but outside. The difference is that we don't let him out after dark. And where as he used to run away outside when he was scared, now he runs inside. He has adjusted to the schedule and seems happy with his return to freedom. And his new sense of home.
On the way to Nine
This morning there were 7, all together but worlds apart. I jotted that down.
I cobbled together a Tiny House. From some loose ThreadCrumbs. And then there were 8. Yesterday's Heart House is what I am thinking now.
I will work around this one. Remember? It was a few yesterday's ago. I am thinking about that . Working around something. What you have. What if home is that? You have a little space and you work around it to make it a little place. Home. A place that you need not escape from but might run to.
I plan to continue a few of these. The rest I might let go as stitching bases. Less time in a chair sewing, more time considering what I want to devote my sitting time to.