windthread

Everything kept being yellow through the lense of the camera.  I tried to tweak it in Picasa,  but no.  So a Yellow day.

there were yellow butterflies,  so pale and similar to the leaves of the Golden Currant

it is the strongest it's ever been.  I don't know what it might Want,  but it has never flourished,  simply Just Gone.   Something is different this time.

5 wheelbarrows of composted Goat manure and scrap hay.  It's a small corner bed.  I think i'll try the bell peppers here this time.  And i'm not starting them myself as i have done but will get seedlings from a young (ish) woman in Magdalena,  Green Girl,  who grows organic and also works with the schools there in a Tunnel Green House.  Bell pepper for some reason are difficult here.  Not so the hot peppers.  But i use a lot of Bell.  So the new earth is deep.  This year i will not dig anything in but follow the tenets of permaculture.  Just adding and then

a deep mulch.  In this case,  more scrap feed.  The sticks are to Lay Claim to the area …the dogs understand that and won't go there now.   And i realized that this is Tay's first Spring here.  She came in late summer last year.  She is finding all this spring work very interesting,  moves along with me.  I lifted the mulch in the long fence bed to see what was happening and right there,  Right There were so many WORMS and she found them very interesting.  I had to quickly cover them and after i did,  she rubbed herself over that mulch like things do when they want to preserve the scent of something.  Scent of worms.  Hadn't thought of that.

I'm LATE with this.  But it will be OK.   I got the Tomato seeds from Seeds of Change finally,  after a lost order.  Super Sioux Tomato.  Do well in hot dry areas.   So this for them and eggplant.  The rest of what i will plant will be direct seeding.  I don't know what those two pots are for on the left,  but Something.

And i Gave water to all the trees and bushes….it's Sunday.,  the day for that.  And this took the whole day,  beginning to end.  As the hose was running,  i would sit and just look.  How this Place is what it has become.   And i realized more deeply than ever that THIS is what will be so hard for me to Fly Free of….this Earth, Sky, magical Planet.  Not people or things,  but the Incredible ness of this Earth.  I will want to Cling.  So,  here is my work.  Here is my Practice.  How can it go,  i don't know.

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and it wasn't quite dark yet…SUCH a GIFT,  the lingering LIGHT so i went out with the brush in hand that isn't really a brush,  it's metal,  but went into the middle pen to the doe Goats and brushed their winter undercoats away …from those that would allow it…Arctica,  Celia,  Just Going, and Karma  would not but they watched and maybe,  thought.  I don't know.  But to brush Goats as the day recedes into dark….this will be hard to let fly free too