Pinhead. How I feel sometimes when I cannot understand.
It is raining a lot and nothing is leaking. And there are gutters, leading the water to the garden. I need to rig up a rain barrel as well. A dark day yet light enough for stitching, reading, drawing, even growing. We will paint the ceiling white. This weekend. I think we can sleep out here now. There are 3 large skylights. Enough light on the darkest of days, not too much heat on the sunniest of days. The chicken wire came off the lower edge. It was there when we moved in, they had pets. Soul-o promised to be good.
It's a quiet morning.
To celebrate or simply honor my new found peace, I have begun filling in a few squares to define a new nine. (acting on a sketch from back here) I realize I have not gathered my thoughts about the NinePatch for the glossary yet. There are many, I should do that soon. Things, at least here, have calmed down.