how it went. Equinox is Loved to me. Signaling the movement into the Season that I find hard. the Tipping point. I am so dependent on SUN.
today, the oddest of days, i needed to get to the Post Office for a package from Acey, that would have been better gotten Saturday or even yesterday, but i couldn't so today and for whatever, WHAT EVER reason, today was also TIME for the laundromat. I looked on the calendar and it was March 2. when i last went. I do laundry by hand and that's kind of ok but not really. So i loaded the bags. You see them above in Martine, the "stroller" that Martine the woman gifted for Emrie's birth. Martine the stroller has become a multipurpose Being. Emrie no longer Needing a stroller, but sometimes really loving a stroller during Goat Feed. I use Martine the stroller to haul my groceries up this Hill. Today, i used her to get the bags of laundry Down the Hill.
Laundry is an issue. If anyone remembers from back in N Mex, when i cleaned for Bill and Nelia, i did laundry. Crisp sheets. Pillow Case. clothes secondary, but close.
so i don't know and i don't want to spend any time trying to know, but what it is is that i DID it. I WENT to the laundromat and washed all these months of stuff. It's Ready for the Turning. and there is a vow to never let it go this far again, but.....i might.
I am FULL of tons of FEELINGS of all kinds. Equinox. The tipping Into. How the mundane can be kind of sacred
