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finished and in the Shop.   Feel good about this….just that much more,  combines the drawing with the thread….where i want to go more and more.

 

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that  half ton bale was delivered.  Here, the shovel to give you some idea of how BIG it is.  Each time they bring it,  once a month,  i feel so incredibly grateful for them.   It's a drive from their farm and Kindness that  inspires them to load it,  haul it,  back their truck in and drop it right here,  so perfectly on the pallets.   People are GOOD.

 

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that Thingy full of Goat shit and scrap feed.  Spread atop the other.  Building tomato bed for spring. and really,  how it is that half ton of alfalfa,  eaten,  digested,  Given as manure.  How much a circle it is….how really Grand.

 

 

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and as Yvette reminded me…it was a Three Peanut Day for Gideon.  I love how my shadow goes so straight to his Heart.

Life here is so Good and True and Fine.   it was 65 today.  SUN.  no WIND.  and though it's not normal,  i receive it with joy.  What might come will.  But today,  well…a 3 peanut day all around.

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18 responses to “a Three Peanut day”

  1. Dakotah Avatar

    What a beautiful day, and good work all ’round. My drawing class started today…thank you for the encouragement.

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  2. Joy Avatar
    Joy

    That’s a nice looking shed there. Also a nice pile of kindling. I used to never think about country things until I moved to the country. Now I can admire a wind break, a nice pick up truck, and a sturdy fence. Good for you for thinking of your tomato bed.

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  3. Mo Crow Avatar

    ah, how beautiful, I can taste the cool crisp air in your photos, reviving, it’s so very hot here today

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  4. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Thinking about and praying that your California family are all OK …. the news reports are a bit scary.

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  5. Els Avatar

    Thread painting 😉
    Ohhhh that BLUE sky …

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  6. Ali Avatar
    Ali

    Those tomatoes must be so good.

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  7. Acey Avatar
    Acey

    It is part of the new Way, i think – to bear witness to the goodness of people a lot more consciously. Perhaps even in an ongoing spirit of celebration and to benefit from the various connections we have made that give meaning and ongoing life force to our sense of who we are and what we stand for.
    This afternoon RobinRB and I had an email convo that gave me permission to tell the story in a way that included a specific detail i thought you would love. This is about a couple of things that happened during election week. It begins on Wednesday and my automatic reaction to something i saw coming for quite awhile so i was able to bypass the traumatized wounds of unpleasant surprise and shock. instead i went right to grief and apprehension and then, because i’m definitely a take action kind of person, i pretty quickly sought to comfort myself by reaching out Robin, specifically. i believed at the very least we could compare overviews and psychic insights to how we might be useful and seed resilience in those who might then be able to do the same and so on and so on as a loving chain reaction living (rather than merely speaking) truth to power.
    i got her answering machine and this is the part i thought you’d find quite meaningful: she has a gorgeous longstanding *singing
    message. And a very beautiful singing voice that radiates great strength and joyful awareness. Three lilting repetitions of the words: love is stronger than fear. I had forgotten about the singing message because for the past few years we have communicated mainly in dreams and in our gardens at a psychic level interspersed with emails confirming the more disembodied experiences.
    Any doubt in my own resiliency and an innate ability to slowly find my natural place in whatever is to come just flew away when I heard her singing. This evening she explained where the song comes from: ” it is my version of a song from a cassette someone made for me by an artist named Joules Graves.I’ve kept it on my machine for many years now as it is always relevant!”
    Can’t remember exactly what i said to her beyond the closing sentence. that i kind of choked on because the grief was so new. i said to her “we’re really needed right now.” And then I hung up and tried to find the release valve that would allow me to cry. but it didn’t happen so i just retired to my favorite chair and held myself close, rocking gently while i looked at my favorite tree through the window. trusting we would make more complete contact when the time was right.
    and then. the next day my husband and i were in a car accident. i got a concussion that caused anterograde amnesia. meaning i could remember the past but my brain had been injured in a way that meant it didn’t know how to make new memories. it was explained to me by my doctor that people sometimes also forget the 24 hours or so prior to the accident.
    A week or so later i got an email from Robin. i could feel the exuberance before i even got it open. and then read her exalting praise and thanks – telling me my phone message had made her day when she needed something like that the most. And i read this thinking: but i didn’t leave her any kind of phone message. I was positive of that. So i wrote right back saying as much. Adding as an afterthought: but i do have amnesia right now so maybe i just don’t remember.
    she wrote back at once being very adamant about this wonderful message (which i still don’t remember beyond the final sentence i choked out before i had to hang up to not-quite-cry.) and because she was so sure and i tend to trust whatever she shares quite implicitly, i pushed my brain really really hard. and eventually got this … extremely shadowy snapshot sort of blurry image of myself (it was very spooky and ghostlike rather than feeling like an actual memory) standing in the corner of my dining room with the phone talking into it.
    It was the first thing i was able to remember within the larger absence of Any-thing turned to nothing. but this was hardly a miracle cure because i was in the strangest state i’ve ever experienced for the next two and a half weeks. but through that i kept faith i would heal from it because i did have that super incomplete memory/image of myself on the phone talking to her machine. my first step in organizing a particular group of people to hang tough and wisely together. i saw myself calling her first (still don’t remember the other calls AT ALL although everyone involved has filled me in on the details i simply cannot see or feel any of it within my own mind)because that’s just how it is for us.
    i know i must have been feeling a lot of quiet faith knowing she would hear it at some point. trusting that was more than enough comfort to go on with my bad self. to just simply rise UP. And so I did …

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  8. jude Avatar

    people are good. Mom’s mantra

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  9. Martine Bos Avatar

    Everything looks so good, your work, the bale and your shadowpicture………

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  10. grace Avatar

    drawing can be Everything. and requires so little.
    and how the eye and heart love it…
    i’ll watch your blog for how the class goes… and you
    can encourage me.

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  11. grace Avatar

    the Albatros, shed, IS Something. Person i was married to
    built it to work on cars and trucks in. Then when he died,
    it was an eyesore to me, full of unfortunate memory, till
    the Goats came…making Use of it.
    and yes….thinking about country things….one of the
    reasons why blogging these things is worth something…if
    you live in a city, there is a disconnect…what you never
    see almost doesn’t exist. does not hold a place in your
    world view. But if we can SEE places and Doings….we
    come to include that more and more in our sense of the world,
    the Planet. That’s critical at this point in time.
    I ordered the Permaculture Calendar again this year…just because the images they choose for it give reason to do
    as much as i can here.
    that stick pile…was supposed to be used to create hugelculture rim around that Front Oasis, but i’m so slow going with it, it instead has become like a whole living complex to so many Beings. Am pretty sure that’s where the Skink lives.
    All January i’ll build up the vegetable beds this way then
    stop at the end so through Feb and March it can settle in before i plant. There’s a lot of satisfaction to this.
    xoxo

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  12. grace Avatar

    i would love a little of your HEAT

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  13. grace Avatar

    they’re not threatened in the area they live….N. Cal
    and they are DROUGHT FREE for the first time in years

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  14. grace Avatar

    yes, Els….and Hello to you
    Love….

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  15. grace Avatar

    they are. I kind of LIVE for tomatoes.

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  16. grace Avatar

    i keep reading this. Because there’s something in these
    words that has deep meaning to me …like a KEY to how it is
    in our sense of what this Life is….but it is so much like,
    but even Less than your “shadowy snapshot sort of blurry image
    [of self]” more like a shadowy snapshot sort of blurry image of some kind of Intuition about the body’s experiences of things…
    or…..
    don’t know…that’s why i keep coming back here to read over and
    over.
    so…” a loving chain reaction Living”….this Telling, for
    me, an example.
    Thank you so much for sending and when i understand something
    about it all, i will look forward to sharing that and going
    Further….
    Love to you

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  17. grace Avatar

    people are good and from Acey above, love is stronger than fear.
    enough to Go on.

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  18. grace Avatar

    House Keeping.
    House Keeping.

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