And celery said, “You thought I was finished.” And the cloth said… It’s almost May and May is porch month, it will all be ripped up for a while. Probably this weekend we will clean everything away. Soul-o will be in a trauma for a while. He is scared of all other people. I can relate, somewhat.
From this point in the season, we can see into the forest. Here, beyond the garden fence and the birdboxes , which have, yes!, become homes to bluebirds, you can see the closest path we cleared, beyond that the path carved by the new stream, and then the mossy hill where the cedars begin. The cedars here are compromised by the new tree growth that was never managed. Tree guy has some ideas. I have recently begun reconsidering an old […]
She fell down in the rain. Face down in the dirt. I picked her up, washed her off and let her continue. A new addition to the garden. Moved from the porch. I am going to put some solar lights in there at night. Mullein is lifting off. Lavendar is refreshing. I have just started some sage seeds. it is still cold but not too cold. Just Floating in a Deep Pool of Thought today. I renamed this small cloth… […]
The rain has stopped, for now, the chill has subsided somewhat, and it is spring as I have known it. A green haze of new growth forming. Chard is happily growing, And Magnolia has done her best to show up. And I feel the same somehow. Maybe you have noticed my usual energy and joy have been missing. Those of you who know me. (What a strange thing that can be, to assume, in this Web World) I have had […]
Categories: just going
This old 80’s house is so funny I am starting to love it. Love takes time. All I can say is I am here and it’s cold and it is ok. Consider this part of the real series. Crooked and all. Just to be here, that is all. Thanks for enjoying the cat rabbit thing yesterday. That’s one of my loose patch catchers on the wall. More about that later.