windthread

first,  i noticed this morning for the first time that the thumb is Green.  That is just too too.  a green thumb.  It was not intentional,  but there it is and i think i will need to change that.  And the COLOURS

so COLOURFULL

i have feelings about this.  So i spent considerable time going through the baskets,  trying to see if other scraps would rise up…and some did,  but still,  i Like the Colours,  but i also find them very ColourFULL….what IS it that's going on here?  I don't know.  Should i just continue,  following that first impulse?  Somehow i think i should.  I probably will.  But today,  a LOT of ambivalence.

Here,  no ambivalence at all.  It's Done.  All the new compost and manure with a top cover of scrap feed.  Watered.  The No!, Tay,  sticks in place.  Even though they are just lightly in place,  she honors that and will stay out of there.  So we are SET for the next probably month until there will be seedlings  and seeds .  For me,  this is sheer Beauty.  Happiness.  Goodness.  Well Being.   I smile.

AND I FORGOT TO SAY:

how great and funny and interesting that part of the days happiness was from the post from Celi,  thekitchensgarden,  who posted from the airport in California while a layover,  waiting for her plane to Auckland NZ  and then on to her family in Melbourne Australia.  How i am so connected to this trip of hers from her farm in Illinois,  her cows, pigs, pea fowl, chooks, dogs,  her daily routine,  that she is in LA  waiting for a flight to OverThere where many of you live,  where her adult children live,  where she originally Came From….how this somehow feels so 

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