Accuweather didn't mention Wind. Didn't even mention ….breezy….well, ok and it was WINDy. But i DID get OUTSIDE by 8:30 and Begin this very precious day as Mary Oliver would say. I got OUT.
it started by just looking. Looked a long time at how the purple silk looks in the old young dead New Mexico Olive.
brought more of the coyote sticks from the Way back and just layed them in the fence so they slant over the planting places. This for Tay. She hasn't been DIGGING here, though she might since I did today, but she has been uh, well, to use the most expedient word, shitting here. They, both she and Chinche like to do that on dry scrap stuff. So this has been perfect for Tay. Maybe as if i had layed all the dry scrap mulch here for just her purpose? How could she know. So the long sticks over the planted places might give her the clue that she should keep out?
small Pepper start. HOPE.
and the Yerba Mansa. Surrounded by the landscape pots to achieve a protected place (from Tay)
the Calendula, Fennel, Parsley and the last Chocolate Flower into what was the Child Buddha garden. WIND made them limp. but maybe they can recover. Nothing to do but watch.
and
CLOTH. o CLOTH. invisible stitch and found self choosing the B side as the A. ok. Wanted the soft soft linen on the Face Side. ok. Then…wondering, i just put scraps at hand here, just to FEEL something…none of them might Stay, but they gave a Sense of how it could be and that was enough. It was Strong and it Oriented me. Cloth.
Tay NEEDED this day, as did Tazmeena. They have Feelings about when i am "gone" for long times whether it is truly gone physically, or just gone from being Present in this Place. When i called the Old Cowboy this morning for his "are you still alive?" call, he was, and he complained about how the new raised toilet seat was too high. He talked some about how we needed to send those checks to IRS and N Mex Taxation and Revenue yesterday, he talked about how he was glad to have gotten the water temp in the shower nozzel corrected even if it cost an arm and a leg to the plumber and how it costs an arm and a leg to pay our beloved Travis to give him a shower and lather him with lotion and ….what was ….I …..doing?
said I was working OutSide.
He said well, was i coming into town later? I said why and he: I'm bored. All the excitement of the Hospice, and now, nothing today.
So, there is that Softness from when Tana listened. But then too and very equally, is how he is so incapable of Imagining that other people might have Lives. He has always been this way. One of those people who will say…"well, when you got nothin to do"…..
There has Never been, Never, a day that i had Nothin to Do. Never.
how to reconcile that with people?
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