back. into the manila folders. Slow this time and here. Took this pic of a printout from back in N Mex, my beloved printer. This Cloth went to Peggy McG it was so much one of a kind and when i see it today, i see what i wanted to know, but had no way to KNOW what i wanted to know. How it relates to the pieces of the Cloth that is holding my attention today. about the Dreamer and the Dreamed. i look at the stick. Salt Cedar. so so New Mexico. No salt cedar here. But maybe, down at the canal creek, the river willow?
today there is such tenderness for All Things. All of it/them. even the difficult.

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