normally, it's pretty predictable around here, anymore. but now and then, stuff gets shaken up. like the last few days. and we all have to ~respond~ as it comes. but we get lucky with small moments when we can just catch our breaths. like this:
when it's just us, the crickets (who remain participants in the spontaneous hospice program provided by this house with lots of cracks of entry as the temps drop) , just cruise at will here and there. by this time, they commonly have only one leg left, one or no antennae. somehow no one gets stepped on. and in the gaps of unordinary days, there are these moments to rest by the warmth of the fire. this is a gap like that. and i am finding self fingering and over and over placing, changing and placing these 4 scraps of cloth which feels to me like a dream the Cloth itself is having, and i am just in it…Their dream.
i go back and forth with this and just mindless stitching on this:
on New Year's day, i began trying to quit smoking*. made some significant progress, though i guess i actually would have to say i failed, because i didn't totally Quit…and then ……………… just a bunch of unexpected things began to happen and this morning i feel like an image in the viewfinder with a ground glass focus mechanism of a 35mm SLR camera…just "that much" out of focus and which ever way you turn it, ever so carefully, it's still just "that much" off….. AND just let me say that anyone who sometimes has thoughts about not having had children….don't devote too much time being wistfull. it's is ok. children, no matter how old, no matter how old the mother, require great flexibility of the Heart. can sometimes make one of your antenna fall off. so ….* i had determined NOT to say anything about that here but i'm not one for withholding….
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