The flow of things and line always speak to me. I was looking at some images of old maps of the "meander path" of the Mississippi river, done in 1944. They map out the changes in the river over many years. Beautiful images that are speaking to me in terms of place not being a static thing.
I also admire your persistence in the face of technology.
I'm sure this isn't what you wanted to hear, but opening this post on my Android tablet, when I clicked on the audio, I had to install a Substack reader app, which I did, but then when I went back to click on the audio again, where the audio used to be there was now a box that said "Unsupported element." But it worked fine on my PC.
for sympathy+empathy I usually use the word "sensibility" which implies both and if you add it with tenderness it's perfect, at least in Portuguese "sensitivity with tenderness/affection" towards the other
The flow of things and line always speak to me. I was looking at some images of old maps of the "meander path" of the Mississippi river, done in 1944. They map out the changes in the river over many years. Beautiful images that are speaking to me in terms of place not being a static thing.
I also admire your persistence in the face of technology.
This morning "my work" caught me. Thinking about that... :)
I love morning glories. Besides being beautiful, something about their name inspires hope. xo
I'm sure this isn't what you wanted to hear, but opening this post on my Android tablet, when I clicked on the audio, I had to install a Substack reader app, which I did, but then when I went back to click on the audio again, where the audio used to be there was now a box that said "Unsupported element." But it worked fine on my PC.
Curiosity as a wondering about the options, definitely thinking.
Curiosity drives me...
I tried and failed to grow Morning Glories this year...I so wanted to make an essence from them...hopefully next year.
Yes...think a lot about how much I forget! I want to flow in the blue of your small cloth 💙
Your puzzle pieces are reminiscent of a drunkards path quilt.
That which we leave behind is our immortality; when they are gone so are we. Nothing is forever. I'm 80 now; the longer I live the less it bothers me.
for sympathy+empathy I usually use the word "sensibility" which implies both and if you add it with tenderness it's perfect, at least in Portuguese "sensitivity with tenderness/affection" towards the other
So hard to translate feelings and thoughts! Sorry
Flying beast with moon wings ... morning glory and sempathy ... blue river ... peace I ask of thee o river ... peace, peace, peace ...
I write my thoughts and draw my ideas. Sometimes I draw my thoughts and write my ideas. I'm afraid of the not remembering...
(((Jude))) love you and your river of blue running through!
I love that river of indigo 💙💙💙