Cannot get enough of May's mornings. Though it was barely 40 here when I woke.
Fire building again.
This will end up being the center of something. And in my mind I am already calling it The Thread that runs through It.
Since it is chilly today and I have a fire going,I'll make use of that. I will boil up the pot of windfall and food scraps and such that I have sitting here and throw some old cloth in it, then clean up the copper pot and put it to rest for the season. Based on my experience, I expect Yellow Earth to be the color of the day. And this to be the last fire of the season.