and today would be one when i wouldn't post. would just wait till ….. well….till a different day. but here we are. day 56. ready or not, here we come.
looking for what could be Grass, these surfaced and got pinned this way. i have been looking a lot at the Unforseen in the last few days. i can feel it. a new cloth is gestating. that's all i know.
how i am is….for Ever, i might think to do something. but then all of a Sudden, i DO it. as in, i have been staring more and more at the wall to the right of the stove. behind the stove is the collage. but i didn't continue around. What has it been, ???? two years ago????i think, i pulled out the old stove that only sort of worked…and not the oven at all…and the pilots burned excessively. i dragged in the little stove from the "airstream", which is an apartment sized Dixie…vintage…
which is much smaller. the oven works. Anyway, so, there is this SPACE and the icky right side wall is glaring if you choose to notice, which i really haven't, except lately. it's glaring. so i started finding National Geographics here and there. Not too many. I've been taking them up to the Old Folks Home as they come. but here and there, are some and i leafed through, looking for pics i would use. Lo and Behold, what i find self looking at in almost Every Single Article is the
cloth
and this is an example: an article about children making soccer balls from all manner of materials. i hope we can read the caption when it's posted………..
and WIND won't go away. yet another day. we are going crazy. so i just went out and kind of crawled around, squatting long long times, just looking. at the transplanted Native Plum
at stuff coming through the earth into this WINDSWEPT world here…noticing how the Hopi Black Sunflowers have purple stalks. and how the generic sunflowers insist on wearing their shell hats like jude's onions, but in this case, maybe protection from WIND?…and i guess in her case, Rain . You deal with what you have….
and so…the grass is invisibly basted. which means now…now is time to look at the Goat. ok. that's Next.
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