prepared the bed for the potatoes. Ruby Crescent Fingerling. they are more than ready.
i decided to just wait. with words about that Tree Husband of mine. for sure, the synchronicity is apparent, very, but, maybe it's best to just move forward. like to the potatoes.
i dreamed about how i used to be. and i am trying to understand what i have become and then, after that, why did i become this? is it a good thing? or just a way of being that kind of happened, without my really being aware of it.
jenny said the other day: "you didn't used to be like that" and in the context of the conversation, her statement indicated that how i WAS was a good thing in her thinking. i never knew how she felt about things that i did.
