Jude's talking about always thinking of becoming an Illustrator. Drawing. I did too. But i became a dollmaker.
and i can say that. I was a dollmaker.
and if i went Back to Dollmaking, i am sure i would be so much BETTER at it than i was … because of all that i have learned from Clothmaking. Am thinking it might be really really Grand.
and she also offered the thought today that there is a sense now that time is finite. She is younger than i am. Younger of the Significant Years i think. Her sense of finite will be come more sharp in a few years.
So. What's the Point here?, well, i'm not quite sure. But it is in this case particularly about what one chooses to do creatively, but then also in this time for me, relates back to the Earthship New Mexico post. Where have i Gotten To? And how do i FEEL about that? And Why is it such a Thing to me to know this stuff? Why can't i just trot along? I'd really like to. Just trot along.
the Maria Window Cloths have moved. In the background you can see the Tea Dye Curtains and they came out much stronger than i had thought they would. So…the Maria Cloths have for this moment become the Maria Traveling Cloths. This one is now on the ordinarily blank wall by the Morning chair.
this is the part of it i love the BEST
two more Travelings
i got out the wool blanket that goes over the door to the Way Back. in the past, it's been just pinned to hold it on the piece of quarter round that acts as a rod. it was always falling off. today i cut it to size, the blanket and stitched it. Better. Do you see that light coming through at the bottom? That's also where COLD air comes in. Either the door or the frame is warped. This is an example of Not Normal. Why would anyone in their right mind have a door like this? It has sentimental value.
Hollyhocks after Grasshoppers
softness.
and i wasn't going to mention this. But in keeping with recording the days….yesterday i heard that ODD whirring clacking sound. Road runner. and i went to the back door window to look…it was stalking. What?, i wondered? Opened the door and went out onto the porch and there, so close was a very small yellow kitten crouched against the fence. so i threw a stick at the Road runner and when i turned the kitten was gone. The day before, there was a similarly small grey kitten inside the fence. I picked it up and carried it out and held it so it called out and saw a cat come from around neighbor Margies fence. i walked down there and set the kitten down, walked away and turned to see the cat carrying away her kitten by the back of it's neck. Good then. But now, when i went out to feed this morning, that 7th sense said LOOK and lo and behold the yellow kitten. Tucked in the shelf that holds all the tools. As i crouched to speak to it of couse, Tay came and well, from then on it was a different story. Kitten ended up under the horse trailer. Tay circling and barking. This went on for a while but then got quiet. Tay gave up and the kitten was just still there. It looks at me.
it doesn't make sense to me why it chooses to be Here. Next to Margies house there is that abandoned travel trailer where i think it was born. and on the other side of me is the abandonded trailer that is a fine place for cats. Why here? So i don't know. It would be good to have a cat in the Albatros with all the Goat feed there are billions of mice. But i don't want kittens in there. So if Yellow decides to live there, i am hoping it is a he and i can neuter him. He can stay. If Yellow is a she it will be harder to catch her, but catch her i will. Neuter again. It's against Nature but i'll do it. So i am just hoping that the Yellow One will just decide for another place. I'm not sure if i can manage one single more sentient being.
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