Filling out a partial ThreadCrumbs moon. A moon mend. Once again turning to the gift of threads from Tina for a just right aqua blue.
There was a dream of being gifted crystals, and another of only having moments to decide what was needed as I left my house forever.
The ideas of moon- roundness, filling, holding close, silvery, buttery, cool and glowing... fills, mends.
The tear in K's coat was stitched up and laundry is going. Small things, as Deb and Liz say. Manageable. This moon didn't get very far. I was distracted by a book that's been read before. She saves herself, and the others. A fairy tale. Another kind of mending for me.