This far. and i wanted to see it here because i can enlarge it best. The right side now.
so…i printed it and drew on a stem of grass, one long leaf blade. What if i did this. the cloth is about Water. about Sky Water that becomes River. and Water, Sky Water here is symbolized to me by wild Grasses, Native Grass, high desert prairie grasses that are as basic to Life here as Earth and Sky. they dot the Horizon, like beings, like sentinals. live in community. Wait when there is Nothing, Appear magically when they can. Grasses. They feed so many Beings with their seed and hold the fragile Earth together with their roots.
so a Grass. i think so.
am going to make tomatillo salsa while drinking wine. Go out and rake the dry things from last week and think about this. but i'm pretty sure.
LATER:
the wrappings. next to a tomato.
Tomatillos, halved, rinsed and naked in the broiler pan
in honor of Julia Child…the bliss of cooking with a little
wine
my hand, as i type this, exudes the fragrance of cilantro, onion and garlic. a little later, the Goats noted this. Noted that Shesmellslikethesethings. Their nostrils flared.
on the way….
raked up weed stems and dog shit. into a pile. in the middle of the "drive way", where it can be burned.
i am verrrry happy today. things are OK today. they have not been perfect. but no need to talk of the imperfection. Generally, Stuff was/is Good.
so…O.K.
windthread 
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