A Plan can seem restrictive. It's so trendy these days to say you don't have one. You know, the free and easy carefree you and some how things magically work out. But really, there is always a loose plan. An idea. Not necessarily a vision of how it will be but just a vision of how it could be. If you are not brain dead, there is always an idea.
For the first time in a long time, I have a plan and I am in no rush to see. Let's just call it Life Storming. Suddenly the fact that I'm old and there might not be enough time doesn't matter. I expected things to be a certain way when I moved here and that did not happen. Now I simply decided to live in how it might happen. We have more than enough to work with for that, including time.
So I am beginning to feel organized as my ambitions have simplified. We have more than enough wood and have not installed a decent wood stove. But it might just be ok. No fence yet but I am concentrating on simply what might grow and that might be ok.
And the Grow Cloth is on the round glass table on the lower level near the fireplace which has been retired for the season. Now it's the cool room and I image some sewing tomorrow.
I have closed the Spirit Cloth Shop, there will be a Spirit Cloth Shop category over at Threadcrumbs beginning June 1. I will share this shop with my brother and share the cost and work involved to maintain it as well.
I will be closing the SpiritClothShop feed on Instagram as well. And Flickr has to go. Too many places, too many places. None of them like home.
I still imagine painting this house barn red.