Here I could stay up to the very end, and I did. Whew! I’m still using my mamere’s huge stash of thread, after 35 years. Many wooden spools still. I almost leapt with glee seeing your box of Kerol’s. What is it about thread that fills our hearts? I feel sunshine in this weeks dispatches….warms my heart. Xxxx
“I’m just a seed, standing in a pot, asking the world to love me.” Omg aren’t we all ! Great dispatch and congrats on getting the political win for a saner world - I’m jealous - still stuck down here with the idjits.
Here I could stay up to the very end, and I did. Whew! I’m still using my mamere’s huge stash of thread, after 35 years. Many wooden spools still. I almost leapt with glee seeing your box of Kerol’s. What is it about thread that fills our hearts? I feel sunshine in this weeks dispatches….warms my heart. Xxxx
Thank you Jan, I love the way you roll, paint, write, contemplate, grieve, love.
THanks for a special treat after 3.5 days without internet. First thing I’ve read. As always, love your train(s) of thought and your writing.
So many colourful threads in your writing. And I didn’t know that Venus could be so mean.
I'm in France on holiday and stayed up to the wee hours on cbc (yay internet) watching the results. So bloody relieved!
And... FYI, I read you before I read Heather this morning. So there.
Never even saw the dumb little heart button till now. Love to you...
“I’m just a seed, standing in a pot, asking the world to love me.” Omg aren’t we all ! Great dispatch and congrats on getting the political win for a saner world - I’m jealous - still stuck down here with the idjits.