No takers. But no worries. I trust the universe about these things.
I've got no further pics to share with you right now because my computer died (a long slow horrible death, not untimely at all) and I can't figure out how to upload from the camera to my husband's computer.
Sometimes that's just the way things are.
All of which didn't make the light any less golden while I sat at the site for the first time in 2 weeks and listened to the creak of the trees, the chatter of the birds and the sound of solitary leaves still falling.
The decomposition has started. Things are breaking down. And other things, like chalky white mildewy things, are growing.
Did I post a link to the YouTube vids? Be sure to look at more than just the first one. It's a story told in short clips. More to come. Stay tuned.
And pass it on. The invitation is open. If you've got art you'd like to put to rest, the Sacred Art Burial Site is going on now. Bonfire next Saturday night. No art burning. Just s'mores.
May your day be filled with the Magic Medicine of peaceful returns to sacred personal places.
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