The craziness here has not diminished. Some new roof issues have prolonged the process. And increased the cost. But hey, whatever gets done here will last a lifetime, especially ours, at this point.
My Impression of May is just as it can be. I do feel it is a Mothering on many levels. It is comforting me. Demanding nothing in return. Instilling a sense of going that feels natural. It is helping me understand order without feeling limited, it is birthing new ideas.
It can take forever and that is ok. It has no secret purpose.
I know I will talk more in detail about how it is forming, and what I have learned, but I cannot do that right now. Here, two digital drawings and a bit of stitching. More drawing than stitching is what can happen lately. I am thinking they are much the same.
Huge thunderstorms are coming later, the roofer folks race against the weather. They seem to be in tune. This 80s house was built like shit, like most 70s/80s constructions. I am learning so much about that stuff. I like knowing these things. Construction is patchwork, in perspective. Mending is always an opportunity to know more about building.
I will send out a Forever Zone newsletter soon. And I will be back to it all soon enough.
Meanwhile, in the last days, the jungle has returned... no cutting, the lushness of it all, untouched, is delicious. The tree trimming that cleaned the branches from hitting and leaning into the roof yielded a mountain of woodchips. I will use them to cover the paths, so there can be tick free walking through that which grows as it will. I need to just see.