Just here

going

The heart adrift, it changed a bit.

A stray self in a way. Drifting is a bit like straying, but softer.

I ended up with a log cabin style frame, a counterclockwise spin.

I thought like a memory. Time slipping backward. I left that little thread tail from stitching the heart, couched it down in place where is fell. And noticed it’s reaching forward. I was tempted to add my typical nine patch lines, the heart in the center. The nine patch is my safety net. But then I felt that would work against the drift.

It was much warmer today. Still below freezing. Funny how my sense of warmth has changed.