Three Sisters in the room. Ineke is one of them.

A little refreshing cloud (clouds don’t always have to represent something bad!)carrying a shower of laughter, comfort, and catching up.

It’s something to witness from a small distance. Not something you could ever quite be part of.

Others, me included, are still welcome to join in. This little cloud is not excluding or exclusive. But it changes if anybody else (me included) enters the fray. It becomes something else then.

The Three Sisters don’t need any help. They just are. Themselves.

Complete.