Groping for a safe spot to stand

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Top and bottom of Red Sky at Night. I love all that colour!

To stand, to breathe, to craft, to make my voice heard. I need to pace myself; it's going to be a long four years.

I spent an hour this afternoon sewing on Red Sky at Night. It's funny writing that, because it's not the quilt I thought it was going to be. 2025 isn't the year I assumed before the election, nor could I have conjured the cruelty, backstabbing, and hopelessness that has emerged. Yet I remain making myself heard, sewing and editing and doing dishes. Life must go on.

My eldest grandchild will be ten years old soon, where has that decade gone? What will the world be like in 2035? I couldn't have conjured the path America has taken in 2015, but maybe some things are better left unknown.

We'll be celebrating with family this weekend, perhaps a bigger deal for us adults than the one turning ten. Probably good to get away for a few days, not that my location will preclude further insults and injuries, but I can revel in the grandkids, commiserate with my children. Try to wrap my head around what has happened and what I can do in my little corner to make it less oppressive.

Have a safe and peaceful weekend everyone and I'll chat more next week.

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