i can't get the colors right. An overcast day, but in an odd way, oveercast, and it's just not happening, no matter what i try. It's kind of this, but so much more BRIGHTER.
but it's an aching. I want this. but i also know i can't use so much of Deb's cloth.
I looked and looked and looked thinking i should take off the central cotton piece and place it on just So Much of the piece of Deb's cloth but ……..eeeeeee, no. it would change everything. And i don't want it changed.
Deb's cloth, for me, represents the Experience i FEEL of this Earth and Sky. The beauty of it. And when i put the cotton IN it, represents for me the Place i have, WE have inside that Amazement. The cotton of Us.
it's so BeautyFull, all this. And RAIN continues and will continue for some days and i cook curry. This small home smells of curry. I can hear Talkie out there in the doe Goat Shelter, chuurring her chicken talk, Bless Her. Bless Us. Bless this Hill.
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