Merry Solstice, Everyone. (From here on, the days get longer.) I am so grateful to everyone who stops by, but especially you. Bless.
The rain has started to beat in earnest again against the roof and it is so perfectly black out that I am going back to bed to enjoy both in sluggly comfort. So wonderful.
Spun this week: moss, unknown green, blackthorn (in process), bruise, agean.