Aug 17, 2009
home...
it isn't that i've been sad lately, just feeling quiet. feeling still. going through the little that remains to be gone through- relics, nic-nacs, objects. it always wakes something up. always. but there are so few ghosts left this time around that it is a happy battle. the chaos i threw our home in to a week ago is almost reined in. i'm making myself go slow, putting things back or out the door thoughtfully. whenever i begin to feel anxious or overwhelmed by the task, i lug my canvasses outside and paint. today 3 big crows lined up on the driveway and watched. it was odd but comforting too and they were silent- no heckle and jeckle taunting as i pushed the oil round and round and stretched it out and out and out. now i am making myself a set of new potholders. yep. :) crocheted in the bastard stitch. black with a grey heart smack in the middle.
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Crows have human facial recognition, so if they're there to watch, then they are actually there to watch. They know you. I find great comfort in this.
love,
Rebecca
wow! i didn't know that! they're normally up in the trees yelling and chasing each other, flying around in circles. i see them every day but they've never hung out on the ground before.
this makes me happy!
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