How are you? What a world. Do you know what humid looks like? Looks ok, feels not so great. It will be 95 here tomorrow. Eek. Do I have enough eyes? I think not. The eyes are seeds on the Grow cloth. Working on more today. I have a bad habit if planting seeds and forgetting what I planted. But then sooner or later they show their real faces. And I just love this red line, waiting to be crossed. […]
Wood chips. There is no denying that May keeps me outside. The mountain of chips seems to be endless. I even like it as a landscaping element. I have used them to start some paths into the wooded areas as well as fill in the the garden walkways. I left another planting strip near the fence which has given me tons more room and a built in trellis. Grapes have been planted on the side that will not throw shade […]
Good Morning… 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, […]
Excuse the break. It is messy and noisy and I’ve no mind for cloth or even thought catching. No quiet except at the end of the day when we take a walk through the woods. I really do like it as a skeleton. And speaking of such things, apparently there was, once upon a time, a snake (?) in that soggy old roof.
Categories: weathering a storm
Sometimes what we do might just be an attempt to soften what seems a hard-edged world. What if learning could be seen as a kind of softening? The transformation of the sharp edge. As I age, I learn so much more about people. And I am able to accept them for who they are or even more importantly, who/what they think they are. You know, rather than just … who the fuck do you think you are? The cloth I […]
Categories: just going
This is Woody. We met on the first day here. These two doves do everything together. Maybe I should rename this blog Spirit Birds. I am boiling up the black walnuts today. They have been soaking since last fall. Frozen on and off for months, thawed and smelling spicy. The dyepo(e)ts stay out on the porch most of the time. Gotta move them anyway. We need an outside fire pit. Should think about that again. But, in terms of frame, […]
He is really patient lately, wakes up early and just waits. It’s May, and yet, cold enough for a fire, so I built one. But here is a lawn update. My neighbor told me to be careful, these weeds will take over. He gave me a puzzled look when I said I was excited. A little stitch. Not to much, just to make note of what was running walking through my mind. One at a time then, walking stitch.
I thought I would post these, just little things holding together. Instead of posting this, which is a bit much But it is how I was feeling, and well, I was also feeling free. Right here out in the open. Motherfuckers.
Categories: just going