i used to grow gourds. all sizes. i drew on them, painted them with oils. sometimes i'd get a good harvest of these very small ones, which for me were the hardest to grow. this is one of the only ones i have left. it's missing the salt cedar twig that would go through it to allow it to hang…like in a window. i would put all manner of soft things inside. sometimes paint the inside too.
i called them Shelters For Wandering Spirits
this morning i remembered this. and wanted to see if i could create such a Shelter with cloth.
?? maybe.
and the Sky, at the end of this day, was the Largest Sky i have ever ever seen. it was HUGE. it was Everywhere, it was more than i almost could look at.
and as i turned to go inside, i was Startled by this….
windthread 
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