Chores. Weaving. Work. Knitting. Hunting/gathering food shopping. Exercising. Trying to find room to breathe. Not easy.
Mr. Etherknitter gave me shelves in the loom room this month. Now I can organize tools/yarn/books/drafts. That feels right and good.
The yard gives in to flagrant entropy. No raking. No finishing of the mulch. Sliding on acorns as I walk the yard, taking a photographic record of the colors. The only planning that had been done during the landscape creation was yellow, red, orange. I love when all three are in the same tree, and the same leaf.
Parrotia persica, or Persian ironwood