Hair

One of the things about winter with long hair is the way that static, sweaters, pillows, and jackets combine to create a mess when enough time isn't spent brushing it throughout the day.  I have had various lengths of long hair for about 45 years.  Today it was a rough job to get the tangles out.  It has been a year since it was last trimmed, possibly to the day.  K and I got our hair cut to the same length for our investiture last January.  Since then she cut hers to about shoulder level.  She asked me last week if I wanted to get matching hair cuts again for the event.  I just laughed... and laughed.  My hair hasn't been that short since early grade school. 

Weaving is approximately a third of the way to the length I am hoping to get.  I did some measuring today and I can probably get away with a little less.  The meditation music definitely helped give me something to hear that I didn't have to concentrate on.  Tomorrow is weaving circle, I may do embroidery if it is busy.  The pattern is pretty much embedded into my brain at this point, but I still seem to make a silly mistake when distracted.  

My happy today was getting out in the fresh snow for a short time.  The cars had to be parked in the city parking garage so the plows can do their job.  It was a cold 14 degrees out and the snow was coming down in tiny flakes that was coating everything quickly.

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Hair, the song from the movie.