a warm honey morning
this is Alyssia when she was about 6 or 7. She has always been to me like some exotic bloom.
One more Crow. One more Goat. While working, the thought...Goats are Spirit while Crows are Form manifest.
Am putting this here a little early. Going to spend the last part of this day sitting on the porch bare foot, watching Sun near, touch, and then drop behind the Rim. There is softly strong Wind. Those scraps still flutter on the cloth line. Maybe i'll take them down. or not.
and for anyone who had read the second post last night, all is well. I took it down about 3am because i woke realizing that there are MANY people involved and i don't know how they all feel. So best to let things settle. I think i emailed all who had responded here. Love Lives....
