it's sometimes like watching re runs of an old TV show. but it's days. a string of days will begin with the Intention to
devote
full days, strung together, to cloth work. and then i watch as Time is eaten. there's nothing really to do about it but just go.
but it's done. all done. too much to detail but a LOT of re~doing of many falling apart things. and then the Old Cowboy who got put off because of the above. 4 days. and on the way home from that, it began this soft soft Rain. Woman Rain. continuing. and things all around have such a different quality/color with Rain
almost especially rocks. their Other Nature becomes visible.
and the Verdo Laga is everywhere seemingly overnight. Purselane. stir fry in a tiny bit of olive oil with a touch of something else you like. Eat the weed. addendum: Google verdolaga and look for How to Cook Verdolaga Chanfles.com and go along there till you get to the place to click the little video, I love Verdolaga. this would be me in my dreams on my continent with Goats
i have to get over this. sometime, when she can, Cindy the nurse from Alz B's old folks home will come to help me "band" the 3 little bucks. castrate. i want them all to remain intact and create hundreds and thousands of beautiful baby goats. all patterns and colors and combinations just to watch it happen, to see how many patterns and colors and combinations can happen. in my Heart of hearts i want an entire continent to populate with Nigerian Dwarf Goats. all of this years kids are extremely beautiful. really, i might even say, the best yet. and too, they are Buckwheat's kids. But, Alas.
this is just a piece of muslin from the new Walnut vat. only a day and a half. and not so reddish, really as here, on the little cloth line late in an overcast rainy day. but just look. Meera in phonetic spanish……… oh, jeez. and oh jeez.
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