a few days ago, Jan said:
"it would be that way in any particular conversation going.
That we take a neutral screen or filter….the black and white of things.
and it is as big as we need it to be depending on the subject and what we each bring to it.
and then, we keep going until it has all its colors. the full spectrum.
not the either/or mindset, rather a grid."
i came to find out, just recently, that an Old Friend…that's what i will call her…an Old Friend, Maureen who i like to call Luna, and Old Friend, Maureen has been
lurking.
I find out because she tells me, that she has been reading along this blog. That she knows stuff.
She knows about the goats, about the babies born and growing. She's watched. Quietly. but she knows it. And it made me think about what Jan wrote, even more. And it is very very tender., How we Go. How we make our way.
She had come to see me. I don't really remember when because stuff like this is a kind of beauty full blurrrrrr. But she came and bought me this Mimosa tree. The year it got to 17 degrees below zero i thought it was dead. But it came back.
i tied the new shoots with cloth. That cloth is still there today. This is it, in this pic.
these are her Flowers. Just a few.
but she somehow made a Daughter and there will be Many Flowers soon here.
these are Patricia's marigolds. Second Generation.
stopped by the Walnut tree in town today and there are many. all Green and wonder Full on the tree. So i will watch until they begin to fall…….i don't remember…when, they begin to fall???
but checked the walnut vat from last time and in it i see a cloth…i'd forgotten. It's falling apart.
Falling Apart
love those words, falling apart…….so will look more closely tomorrow when it's dry
windthread 
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