Maitri has been fussed while construction prevents her from going outside on the catio. This morning, she went into the yoga practice room, went into a trance, and projected herself astrally into the garden.
Drops of ice like jewels on the telephone wires.
I love having things around the house that I have brought home from my travels. They help me imagine other times and places. The crystal conch shell I brought home from India. The turtle with its fire opal I brought… (READ MORE)
I thought by this time, I might be feeling the cold and the dark, so I brought home a new orchid, which/who continues to bloom extravagantly.
Mildly disappointed that there wasn’t really any snow, but happy there also wasn’t any ice that stuck.