woke to frozen water. pipes, house pipes, Frozen. i had forgotten to let the tap in the bathtub drip. a work away day. but i hung around, waiting, listening to the smallest sounds for some sign of thaw. waited till 11 am which put the day in another time frame. but when i got back, they were running and nothing broke. OK. January. the tap in the bathtub MUST drip through the night. OK. Water MUST be daily changed and broken for the Goats. no putting it off till morning. Every day. OK. January. the month of Winter.
This is where i was when i found Spirit Cloth. i guess 5 years ago or so. a LOT led up to it, permaculture. and it's no small thing, permaculture. but it's a deep and wonder Full place to go. and now…here i am. back around. i realized how lazy my mind has become. and it could STAY lazy unless i intend to continue this daily blogging on beyond the 365 days. if i continue, i will need to talk about it. because it will be The Days. i take a deep breath and breathe out.
an example. the worms. those worms that i discovered when digging out the Way Back gate.
There are worms everywhere across the planet it seems. but there are places where they are never seen because they stay to a depth that they are not exposed to the human view. they rise close to the Earth's crust only when conditions are right to support that. moisture, mostly. Water. and then secondarily, vegetation of some sort. which occurs with moisture. Water. they then live. and mate and reproduce and aerate the soil by this living and reproducing. and they shit. this byproduct of living and mating and reproducing adds nutrients to the soil. Everything benefits. the worms, the soil, the plants, the four leggeds, the wing~ed and the
human beings.
Worms.
i can't remember which year it was…it's documented somewhere in Picasa with pics…but i was here a long long time with no sign at all of a worm. Coming from Michigan, i just assumed that there are no worms in the South West.
i was talking one day to the old man who sharpened my hoes for me. i was talking about my sadness about no worms here. he listened without looking at me, he was watching the edge of the hoe on the grinding stone, and after a while he said…"they are waiting. it's not time yet. worms are under the whole earth. you need to make it right for them." maybe a year or two later as i was turning the soil for planting i SAW A WORM!!!! it disappeared, i searched and cupped it in my hand. A WORM!!!!! a WORM!!!!!!!!
from then on, not only for growing good vegetable plants, but also, JUST FOR THE WORMS, i hauled home so much manure from everywhere i could. i mulched. i double dug. for the worms. and there, in the Front Gardens, there came to be many. i got used to them being there. not so much a big deal anymore. worms. But when i dug in the Way Back which has remained all sand, all as it was from when i came here except for the Oasis in the middle…when i dug for the gate….i saw how the Goats living here is changing the Earth. their scrap feed, their shit, mixed and pounded in with their hooves…everything here is undergoing a HUGE CHANGE.
i can participate in that change, as a human being, or not. Choice. only human beings have
Choice.
Why?
i don't know.
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