might make good sense to celebrate. do something special. but..not. it was a Necessary Just Going day. i worked long on the swamp cooler. chipping away at the sediment that the water leaves. cleaning the pump, cutting and inserting the panels that this year are some kind of creepy blue plastic stuff instead of the shredded aspen. which is Kinder? why use either? if the Goats are just experiencing the heat, why don't I? why do i make it cooler?
Swamp Coolers are evaporative coolers. they are placed in a window. there are little spikots that drip water onto panels of the 3 side walls and a fan whirrs inside to evaporate this dripping water and cool the air. they are actually amazingly efficient in very hot dry places. they use about as much electricity as a fan and really not much water at all. maybe as much as a very fast shower.
and in between that, i spent some time thinking about this:
i got a good start here. got Familiar with it, got in a place with it that i know everything about doing it. got a feeling for the Center which reminds me more and more of a …..Vagina. and i guess i'll use that word. never did really like it much. when the kids were little we called it a coochie most of the time. sometimes a twat. which i really like better than vagina. once, i remember my son listening in on a conversation between his sister and me and being somewhat superior, saying "it's NOT a coochie, Mother, it's a Bagina" ok. and one of my granddaughter's grandma's on her dad's side calls it a cooter cat. i kind of like that too. so…anyway, it's looking like whatever.
and i did Goat things and that was good and then i took the time to sit a minute and Look UP
and it will work. the first question that arose was…What do other people DO when they wake up? What will I do? if i can't sit and stare off, drinking my coffee and rolling then smoking a cigarette? and this first question led me to know more about what the cigarettes do for me. they are a DOING. rolling them, smoking them, staring off and really, inward. i will need to do that a different way. ok.
the clouds were so low it felt like i could reach up and move my hand through them.
the words and the pics are out of order. but…i do not have the wherewithall to change that. so, we are going to just go …. with what is here, as is. ok.
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