today belonged to the Unforseen. i woke, to look at the White Silk hanging out of the basket on the storage dresser, near the plastic raven and the Looker thing that little boy Julian and i made when he was here. the branch with Mo's Hope is there too because the seedlings are on that window shelf
i take pics of my house like some women take pics of their children and grandchildren.
then…i went to visit Alz B at the old peoples joint. thinking i would only stay a little bit, it was early, and then go to the Laundromat. not. her son, Bill was there. so…we decided to go outside. such a very Fine Day and we went out, through B's old alzheimer's unit to their little patio area. on the way, we greeted and visited everyone there, the caregiver very happy to see us and that took a while, catching up on Their News. on outside. Where we ended up, Betty and i singing. We sang a lot of songs that only had intermittant lines of lyrics and in between a lot of da da and na naNa…but it made us laugh. Bill's internet line had been accidently cut by his neighbor and his backhoe so he did a little on his laptop and in between it all we talked about a million things. when we went back in, lo and behold, it was Lunch time so i stayed to feed B. salisbury steak and gravy, scalloped potatoes and green beans. Pinapple. her favorite cranberry juice. she kept thinking the moist washcloth used for sticky stuff was a dinner roll and being disappointed. oh well. i finally left. off to the Laundromat to wash ALL the stinky dog blanket from winter
home and on the line.
ordinarily, this might have thrown me for a loop. But…i think progress has been made from the computer crash, and i thought….OK, what now?
i pruned. pruned the little transplanted Native Plum. this, a big Advance for me. Pruning and thinning not easy for me. but..done and more dug out for a water bowl.
around the Raft, amidst the grass clumps and the Self Planted Globe Mallow, i dug away and added some of the oh so beautiful goat compost. at first , i used the shovel but then for the most part used my hands. picking out last year's stems, small root clumps. pulling away any Kochia and carrying it over to feed the Goats. it doesn't look like much in these pics. but it IS Much, really. this part of this acre has gone through so many transformations. now…i interfere as little as possible. clearing these small places for the Cleome, Hopi Black Sunflower from Patricia, the Zinnia from Deb Lacativa. We'll see if the natives will welcome them.
and the sage. BEAUTY FULL this year
fixed the shovel
and the original little seat on the Raft. my granddaughter Alyssia's. this winter it just fell apart. What to do? I don't know.
and so…just a great day of Just Going. all through it, i thought of Cloth.
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