windthread

my Friend has remained here on the rocking chair all along.  I talk with her in passing.  She's quiet.

For the first time this morning,  i was excited.  For the first time,  felt like i could INDULGE in excitement.  That it's so close,  so almost for sure….that i could let self feel excited.  As i had my tea,  i imagined many things.   And then Alyssia called and i pried more info out about the mystery house.  She said that things have changed so many times,  they have come to view everything as tentative.  And have come to know that what might seem for sure in any moment,  might suddenly not be able to happen.  But i weedeled out that,  In This Moment,  the plan for my little wooden home is actually two little wooden rooms,  joined together by an enclosed deck.    She wouldn't give more,  but just that is so FULL of images to imagine.  How Great would that be?   something like what is referred to as a  "dog trot".   you can find dog trot on google.  And in that dog trot space is what Jenny imagines a space for a wood stove.  For the dye work.  For morning tea.  

So it might end up being this,  or it might end up being something else entirely.  But none of that really matters.  What matters is that i am Going.  it's Time.  and the waiting has been of good use.  I feel very Ready.  

tomorrow i will stitch my Friend…take out the pins.  Get her ready for the trip.