i could make you crazy telling all the complications and I don't, because those complications change, almost moment by moment so by the time i explained one, it would all be different. But it's FLUID. Day to day. Sometimes less. Everything is dependent on so many things.
I could go this next month. april. OR it might take longer. There are considerations…the Electric,
the land surveys, the water run, permits, a retaining wall for Alyssia's place, on and on. It COULD go fast, it might go slow…. all there is to do is just One Thing and One Thing and One Thing and they will add up to
Being There.
These are pics that Daughter sends me email that i take a pic of on the screen of this computer thing
This is my Spot. Where i will live. All that looks white, isn't. It's a very pale green native grass. I can't capture it better. A little spontaneous clearing. Where the hut will be. Inbetween Alyssia's place and Jenny's. Midway on the Hill.
I look.
Place.
She said, Jenny, on phone today, that the MOSS has begun to show itself. Hazel has been talking about Moss. Moss. Living in this desert world, moss hasn't been. Lichen, yes, but no moss.
Moss.
hmmm. a whole World of its own. Moss. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Dakota has ducks. This is the canal road. The canal is part of the Hill land, the Hill Place. it includes the canal. the canal road is used by the forest service.
Ducks.
what about Ducks?
As said. There's just SO MUCH. TOO much. today, which might change in a minute, the Plan, which is maybe Plan F by now, the Plan is that Jenny and her man will come in his SUV kind of thing. Her man's SUV kind of thing will pull the horse trailer that will bring the Bucks. The Old Cowboy's Silverado Truck, Jenny will drive that will pull the Faux Airstream full of doe Goats. Sometime in
April.
MAYBE, in one fell swoop, I will load a Uhaul with all my stuff. Travis will drive the Uhaul. Which will tow the Honda car. Today, the NEW ADDITION to plan whatever, is that i will drive the Toyota truck, Sunny!?????? with all my Stuff, that won't fit into the Uhaul…with Tay and Tazmeena.
When? well, that all depends on when there is some place there for us to Be and all that depends on so many other threads.
There is just so much not knowing. We go. We move. Day to Day.
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