Today, just full. Full. of Everything.
Went to drop off the mouse and stopped by the mailbox.
From Saskia. Tales from the birdhut. Her March 6th Post about these small pillows.....when i saw them all together, i needed this one. Purchased... (Why do i say "purchased" when speaking about Art? I do that for nothing else....everything else, i want to BUY..Art i "purchase" ....like it's more polite than Buy?) Anyway, it arrived.
it's so amazing, always that you can see and feel the maker. I could see this small pillow anywhere in the world and i would recognize it as coming from her hand.
about a week before she posted about these, both daughter Jenny and Alyssia had asked me to think what was really important for me to be included in my little house on the Hill. Two things came to mind...a ceiling fan if possible and a windowsill. a single windowsill is fine. But i would love to have a windowsill. These metal homes like i live in, have lived in for the last 20 years, have no windowsills.
The top of the book shelf has served in its way as that but i won't have the bookshelves in the new place. So...a windowsill. And looking at the photographs of the small pillows on Saskia's blog, i immediately "SAW" this small pillow on the windowsill there. I saw it as a place where someone, anyone, might place a thought or a feeling they were considering or wondering about. A place for a thought or feeling to rest. and i thought of Destiny who has many things she considers. Maybe her. It's perfect. and i had the urge to try it out but then thought no...i will wait. I will set it on that windowsill and begin There.
My brother and his son return from Arizona any minute now and will leave for their train back to Minnesota on Tuesday i think. I look forward to hearing about their trip. The friend they visited works with horses as therapy beings.