it arrived. Actually, there are two of them. This one's mine. A Real Rolodex. I've never had one before, except the one that's in my mind. But never in this way, sitting on the table. It has 500 little "pages". A lot. I have referred here to things being saved in the Rolodex of my mind….different than Remembering, or Knowing. Things on that Mind Rolodex are often very vague. A single word, an image that is blurry with only the fragment of a seed of importance. But my granddaughter and i make reference to that Rolodex in my Mind a lot. It often is how our conversations go, just this free flow of free association and often i hear myself exclaiming, "Wait, Wait! There's someting in the Rolodex about that"….sometimes i can come up with it, sometimes not in the moment, but days later it will appear in consciousness of its own accord. This happened the other day and when i hung up the phone i googled Rolodex and before i knew it i'd ordered 2. One for her for a Solstice gift. She's only 25 years, so i know she will have her 500 little pages FULL. But now, i look at it, the one that's mine. How will i use it? What will i write there? It's exciting.
Part of the day was spent with more and more roots. No point in showing them here. Part of the day getting everything in place so i can leave early in the morning. Which included going to the Old Cowboy's and getting the big truck (leaving Sunny the Toyota at his house). Julie…a Field Trip. We, meaning me and All of Us are going to Nurse Cindy's house in Mountainair. I'm going to help her haul some stuff out of her Storage Unit to the dump. Stuff too big for her van like vehicle. I also will haul home some cattle panels she has from the days when she too had goats. Some lumber that she doesn't want. Since she's not working right now, she's letting the storage unit go. And so. Mountainair is an odd little town. I'll take the camera.
LATER
So. An example. I saw something, i don't know where about Jane Goodall and letting a chimpanzee free. He was uncertain. There was her in the pic, two others, no three it doesn't matter but he climbed on his crate for a moment and then came down and came to Her and they
hugged
long and soft. So lightly, the hug. long and soft. Long. and then he turned and went Off…as they stayed.
so it's this kind of stuff. Nothing i need to know anymore about. No details necessary. The images are so much imprinted in my head. Just the reference to it in the Rolodex is enough, for when i need it. When it has something to do with something.
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