windthread

so much feeling,  arising out of so much thinking.    I sat here.   Quiet and Alone.   , how i am,  alone,  not really.   

thinking about Acey's Nichobella post.  not knowing it's informative details…just the spare words.   and i was FEELING.

and the Feelings made me want to make…..make….a diorama,  that thing again,  the ever recurring thing of diorama,   A being.  Doing something that that being Does.   I scribbled on a Post It note   and i don't like the word…scribbled…but it's fitting for what happened,  i scribbled this.   She is giving.   there is a bowl.   She squats.   A Plant watches,  looks down and in.   They are ToGether.