This thistle, outside my window, stood taller than me last week. Big rain and big wind knocked it (I want to say her, because I so much relate) down and I thought ok, that’s that…
Bloomed. Still going. Prickles and all. Butterfly food. It’s good to be able to keep going when others depend on you.
A few scraps came together in defiance.
Persistence I called this. Can you relate?
Wishing, Just Going, and Holding the Light
This one is in the shop today. One in the Stray Selves Series. I have been in silent random drop in mode for July. This one a bit of a wanderer. I’ll be back to New and Full Moon updates from now on. Try to seem organized. Try to finish up some larger work. Try to stay positive.
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