made late last eve so i could have it for breakfast.
all these, right on the porch, just outside the door, Antidotes.
this exceptional crystal, which to me is a flock of birds and as i looked,
behind it, this small form of thread, resting, looking as if it is Becoming….so still and self contained…
went into Tenzen and Nogal's yard. Their shelter suddenly looked tenuous…the support post barely touching the roof. That would be all i need, for one or the other of them to be up on the roof and it come crashing down. But no…it IS in need of mend but the cross beam is strong, so for now, it's ok. While i was there, i went to the far side and poked around in the sand.
JULIE:….your hots will soon be satiated. There was MORE. I'll hose it down tomorrow, get some in the mail.
Close now.
Evening. Evan the wood guy, the young one, came. Had a half load of wood. Not the Whole that i will need, but half and could he unload it. Yes. The antidote for me to Winter is Wood.
Tay forgot from last year about the delivering of wood. She chewed her stick in the Grasses to quiet herself.
windthread 
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