first splintless handwriting since april,

the quote is from leslie avon miller: paper has it's own language"

today i drove two hours to lake placid to see my orthopedic doctor.

i can now be splintless during the day,

as long as i'm not being too rough.

i wear the splint at night for another three months, until i next visit.

the tendon is healing,

about 50 percent,

slowly but surely.

a surprise awaited me in the mail,

a drop spindle made by kevin from a morgan kozo shaft,

and an inscribed whorl

"expressly made for velma, ms. shifu"

and on the very bottom, the morgan logo

susan sent me her first shifu the other day.

i was so very moved.

(it included a "map" of our workshop learning.)

a repeat today, of tears welling up,

when this lovely memento from the morgan arrived.

the enthusiasm for shifu and spinning kozo continues:

in cleveland there is a shifu group.

~~~~~

this summer i have seen it happen:

when someone is sparked by an idea,

or an idea catches them,

or something resonates and compels and needs to be explored.

~~~~~

so after lunch i slept deeply,

adjusting to my finger's allowed mobility is strange

adjusting to being home and quiet for a time

also strange

adjusting to thinking about some books that are

brewing, brings excitement.

august, indeed.