Probably we don’t always say what pops into our heads. Maybe we just say what seems appropriate, clever or inspiring… I am wandering off from that ,in my mind, today. Trying to loosen up. I am 72. 7+2 is 9. Nine inspires a personal kind of order for me. I can find 9 where others can’t. It is quite chaotic and comforting at the same time. There is a sense of peace in that.
Away we go for a bit. Some visiting, because it is not snowing and warm. OK. A little Nine. One inch squares. Nine as Time passes. Maybe yesterday, today and tomorrow. Maybe a blink of an eye. Here today, gone, well no, maybe transformed tomorrow. Today’s dot is a reminder of fullness. Car travel, dots are small and easy, I can continue. Needle , thread, a few loose scraps. Maybe a pencil and a scrap of paper. Small cloth. Thought […]