it really IS August. everything is Thickening, juicing up in one way or another, and that can include going to seed, rotting, dying. all different kinds of juicing up. Always, to me…since a very very young child, maybe 4?, August is the time of Life and Death in their most Intense Forms.
the tomatillos have been blossoming for over a month. Many blossoms. but none continuing to Fruit. Why? i don't know. but this evening, as i squated to water, HA! ~one~ maybe now…..
and there are less of These. Can you see the little wierdos on the leaf stalk? 2 little loveboats? chewing away. there have been Many. and in the last couple days, less. but i don't think they have anything to do with the lack of fruit. they don't seem to have any interest in the blossoms, just chew away at the leaves? and not All the leaves. they don't kill the plant. i have NO idea what they are, what is their next form. they are like larvae. squashy. and can you see that "decoration" they have on their butts? oh, eee. however, a part of the ecosystem here.
and this made me smile. it was a work away day, so not much cloth time but i was liking this little scrap of the walnut dye cloth and it was sitting on a piece of printer paper on the table, a pencil nearby and………….looking at it, i think it's the attitude i'd like to achieve about "All of Everything That Just Goes, According to It's Own Necessity Around Here, Because It's Not All About Me. might be the next cloth?
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