Believe it or not...
It was 52 degrees here yesterday. There was quite a bit of meltdown, walking, and I was reassured that the pond was still there.
It is snowing this morning. Below freezing today, and I think 4 tonight. But hey, it's March first! You know what they say. March comes in like a lion...
I hear lambs.
There was a wood delivery, two warm sunny days for stacking etc.
I've no expectation. Just sorting through the Loose Thoughts box. Thinking a lot about story. And scraps of self.
Always love those toes! Shift seems to be underway here. The firsts of spring. Phoebes returned, geese checking out the pond for nesting sites, first crocuses, first snake spotted. March is the frog song month. Looking forward to that. It will all come to you eventually.
Yes, it’s moving along. There is gonna be a lot of mud soon.
There’s something about March that does feel good!
Oh yeah, stirring in me.
Letting the season change!
Adding the bits of fabric w/little “love” notes to your cloth-works is a lovely idea.
I really need to rummage through the big scrap basket. I draw on cloth a lot.
What an inspiring, whispering,No matter what is arising love is
The only thing I can believe in.
❤️so much love in the photo of your drawings and writing,❤️
So much everywhere!!!
I’m intrigued. What does it say underneath the threads??
“Love is not about yourself but it might (?) come back to you.”
Yes!
Something to consider!
Letting the Seasons change. Yes.
The landscape photo is beautiful.
A shadow of what’s next.
At first you said “it’s fun” and stopped yourself, then you said “it’s funny”.
Ha!
words…ha!
baaaaaa
🐑