windthread

Work away and then.   

Just when you start describing how things ARE,  they suddenly begin to be Something Else.  I mentioned the commotion yesterday with Onday looking for trouble.  This seems to have energized the does.  When i got back home,  there was all manner of things going on.  Just Going and Celia,  the youngest and most docile positions in the herd were totally Into it.  Much chasing and rearing up and headbutting.  Their mother,  Lucky Star moving near and for whatever reason,  the Triumvirate feeling the need to make their own Point in it all.  So that.  And then,  as the day wore on between totally cloudy and brilliantly sunny,  Stuff began over in the buck yard with Nogal and Tenzen.   As i'd thought,  Nogal's Threeness is coming into play.  He was all over the place,  running like a buckling,  pirouetting ,  flinging his legs sideways….UP onto the roof of the buck hut,  spinning off into mid air and landing to begin again.  Half baby,  half buck man.  TenZen just standing,  watching.  Then it came time to feed and Nogal ran the long distance between both feed bowls,  not letting TenZen eat.  

SIGH.  Now what.  Quiet till tomorrow.  Then, we'll see.

Printer out of ink.  the new one,  since granddaughter was here.  Don't know how to work it so a call in for Tech Support from her and while figuring it out,  we talk of the kids coming in the summer,  of how  she had said those words,, ,  in the course of a conversation when she was here,  …."i want them to know you"…and how that marked my heart,  like a tattoo and how i do NOT want to go live in California and how i think there are other ways and how why not they come for a good Chunk of time in the summer????  How i imagine that we can build that shade house and even a pond Out There,  where the Raft is?????  Tho i don't have television and stuff,  we could occupy a good chunk of time building these????  They will be 7 and 8 years old.  Perfect.  So we talk of that.

and then,  maybe there will be the chooks by then.  They can be in charge of collecting eggs.

Tay working to clean the pan of stuck on refried beans.

Cloth on the Wall that Michelle saw and thought we live in the same place….it IS like August,  which is at her House now,  but this one..a Face that i sometimes need….

and all the while a part of my mind is with the Cloth that's happening now and how if you can see them,  the small very small dark stitches of marks are the language that i am looking for with this Cloth,  not english.