First it was a half inch Poly Nose on the dining room table. Then I found one of those seeds that grab on and don’t let go on my sewing machine.
I don’t know where all these small seeds came from. But I felt like they were visiting me from the woods.
It’s what they made me think of, walking in the woods. I could have used a walk in the woods today. I was struggling with the kind of self-doubt that I haven’t felt in a long time. And walking in the woods is always grounding to me.
I though of walking on the road since it’s hunting season, but then I got caught up in finishing my quilt. Anyway, it isn’t the same.
But in a way, the woods came to me.
In our dining room and then in my studio. And when I went to put a log in the fire this evening, I saw the tiny squiggle of orange, like a flower, growing on the branch that fell last year from our Paper Birch.