au revoir to the S's.

Goodbye soft snow.

Au revoir silver Sarah.

Farewell silent Studio.

snow way

A blue moon then height of hand thick snow makes it easier to love. Egg reward for a slow snow day. Wondering where my winter coat arms live to give that long warm exhale embrace.

Feather down feeling

The brimful optimism I have for the new year and all it holds anchors me as I lay pinned to the mattress by a heavy eiderdown with a gloomy cold condition . Feeling blessed by the nurturing, hot soups and good will of countless hearts that surround me. A moment to myself today showed signs of recovery. Illness makes wellness all the more alluring. Time for a change of air, a test-drive, a letting go of what no longer fits and the means to make this work. a happy new year to all.

sense of belonging

'Belongings' begins to shape. Objects form narratives. Words gather in the tiny vacant pools in my thought stream. Stories are a long way off but within the oncoming seas.