only two of the zip locks were still functional. It's 100 degrees today…outside. Inside, i don't know, but more. There turned out to be the EXACT number of unused bags for the transfer.
they sent forward these three pieces to act as representatives. their choice, impeccable. i could look upon this "installation" 24 hours a day, everyday for forever and be happy. Walnut dye, the moon from Deb Lacativa years ago. piece of an old shirt
As i reach in to transfer to the new bags….handfulls of scraps; it's a complete body/mind/spirit absorption…their energy flowing. I very honestly feel them as Beings…it's not just something i say, it's how it really IS. Tonight i moved the bags from the bed to the bench across the Table from me…how it always was before an Emrie sleep over this spring, when i'd put them in that back room and just left them there. I don't know what to do.


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