moving the hose around the Young Cottonwood to place it in the tree well of the Chatalpa. Coming back
Something said….LOOK….
What IS this????? For a few years now, probably 3, it's been just a single twig of a Thing, growing seemingly out of the bottom of the Cottonwood, as a sucker would except Cottonwoods do not produce suckers. I've taken note of it but just left it alone, thinking it would be a Nothing of SomeSort. Then this spring, it leafed and i saw that it had grown a lot since i last paid much attention to it and this morning….
a BLOOM!
I have NO idea what it might be. It's possible that it was something that came in the pot with the Cottonwood from Mike and Thelma's Native Plant Nursery. Mike gave me this Cottonwood because he didn't want to bother with it…it was spindly. So it could be that but i really think it's a Volunteer of some kind….from a bird….and it is very Touching to me, speaking to the fact that if you stay some Place for a long time, it might shape itself, the Place. It might be slow. But it might shape itself. I have gone back, over and over today to just stand there and look. How amazing. How Loving a Gift it is. I filled a glass from the house and took it out to give it water. From my glass. In thanks.
and then….while giving water to the other Plant People, the desert trees and bushes, i sat a while, looking at the Raft, thinking how it will need to move if the kids come. and almost forgotten because of it's twisted shape. all tangled in the "masts '" of the Raft, almost invisible,
When did i put this there? Not last year, maybe the year before? and probably Equinox
How faded
How Beauty Full…cloth, stitch, ink
Tay and i
windthread 
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