Gee, what a whirlwind day it was. I sewed some bags, waited on quite a few customers, ran some errands and put up a Human Rights Campaign sticker in my shop. Working with the HRC has now moved to a top priority for me, recognizing that I'm a transgendered person.That's probably enough for this day, got to go to bed and get rested for my racewalking workout in the morning.
This is the blog of a journeying person. My paths meander through autumn's season. I am learning to soar. There is a craftsman's cottage with a gated picket fence waiting for me. My heart sees it, but not yet my eyes. Hugs From The Heart.
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