Dear Rhian and all the others!

How wonderful to be in contact. One never really is shure using a blog. Is anybody reading. Would I read this. It is like be in Rhayader and answering everyday if I already have a good idea what to do here in the future.

I think I am spinning wool in many moods. Spinning information into long threads which will make just one ball of wool. It will contain many things. And I could make a dress out of it or throw it towards the cat. 

But I am also in the river. Sometimes standing still to experience the water coming along. Sometimes being carried over stones and pebbles. Sometimes trying to crawl up stream.

And sometimes you end up at the seaside. And you have to start all over.