windthread

trying to figure out where i am as i come Out of these last months of California Winter.   Things are changed.   it's not at all clear how,  to what extent.  or,   if it's temporary and things might even fall back into more familiar place?

the only thing i feel like i KNOW at this moment is that i    do not want   to hurry things,  do not want to push things into familiarity because of the discomfort.    A strong sense of needing to take time.   to find out what happens if i do,    and maybe understand what has happened ,  before Just Going.   Because,   of course,       there will be Just Going.    

this RED saftey pin was    just here    on the morning table yesterday.   i don't know it.   don't remember having it.    it must have been here all along somehow and yesterday falling out from where it's been…presenting itsSelf.   

if i'd known where to go for such,  yesterday i would have gotten in the vehicle and gone to buy potting clay.  say,  5lbs.  terra cotta potting clay.   come home and found some wire,  made an armature and begun forming a figure.  say maybe  7 inches tall.  i would then,  i imagined,  over the next days,  make Her clothes,  body coverings of cloth scrap.  tiny ones.    different outfits,  not just one.   i would make Her some kind of basket or bowl.   set the Red Safety Pin in it.    i would make Her a

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