there was an ebb in the Flow of the Atmospheric River. There was SUN. A "sky" with clouds in blue. I walked. I saw a million ways to be Alive, and then there's that interior self that's forever unseen but in the million and one~th way, the way that matters most, how we rise up from our own compost and show ourselves To Our Selves
You tantalize us. I want to run my fingers over the surfaces of your work–feel the stitches–see the smallest details. I need a bigger screen here!!!
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love the way you See the world
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blue sky is such potent medicine
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this tree show us the connect-ing , the breath
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This one makes so much sense for a person building soil, smelling the earth, growing food. I could see a whole series. The soil series.
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touching is a whole different thing
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i love the way the world shows Its Self
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it is!, the Elixir!!!!!
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how they breathe, Trees…..
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EveryThings about compost any more
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such a lovely cloth!
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