Today the leaves were falling
Remembering the past
and finally learning from it.
I baked bread and swept the studio floor.
The baby finally slept during nap time.
I found these images from an archive, and see them differently than I did before.
I understand them. I wish I still had the actual pieces, but they only exist in their documentation.
There is something here about finding a way to heal, how to deal with suturing life experiences and continuing on.