not so much as yesterday, but continuing. WIND. so much like the ocean, that constant Roll, and to me so much like labor in childbirth, that expanding/contraction, as we go into it, no stopping it…it is what it needs to be. Transition, but with WIND here, can go for days.
What was supposed to be a short trip into town turned into quite the opposite. No point to detail but the day was eaten up. What there was of it to salvage
spent with a lot of looking. a lot of just sitting. sitting quiet. looking. Feeling it.
and this fragment rose up from a basket. So fragile. Like a piece of Kleenex, but so much more fragile. It wants to be on this Cloth. But where????
i tweaked the color so All can be seen. Not how it is "in person",,, but still, in person, all these incredible marks are very much there and each is stunning in it's own right….how can i work with a piece of Cloth with these natural markings and
add
anything, any thing at all to it????? This is what i am wondering. How?
windthread 
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