for a long time into this beginning, the running commentary in the mind
is: i don't want to do this. i don't want to do
patchwork…cutting things, ironing down seam allowances
and i don't but keep going in the spirit cloth way
and then, thinking of the bird that got blonde hair, i
remember saying i am not good at whimsy, but appreciate it in others.
whaa
whimsy, and i think i can't but keep going
and
here is a baby goat.
windthread 
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