work away and home to this afternoon's atmospheric events of electrical storms, 3,  WIND from alternating directions and hail.  So ok.

i actually wished i had vodka, kaluah, and cream.  crushed ice.   it's the only thing that appealed.

but then….

 

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that jar,  no lid,  buttons and sand from a winter and spring,  sitting on the Weather Watching Windowsill…ok…i washed them.  Which led to more buttons,  beads,  also under cover of dust, dog hair and spider webs

 

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these are all from i guess,  almost 30 years ago.   

What?  do i think about that?   There were maybe twice this much but over time,  the kids used many that i wasn't attached to.  

ADDENDUM

so this is about human love…how we can stay,  stay within kinds of adversity and then feel such relief when it stops

just moments ago.  Suddenly.  and i mean Suddenly.  Suddenly,  it all STOPPED.  It is totally still Out There.   SUN is at the exact RIM.  and there is the voice of the Boat tail Grackle…a single sound of a single  bird.  No more than this.  Singular things.  And this is how you keep loving it,  even tho half of it is HARD.  Suddenly,  that Other Half appears and in comparison,  it is so sweet….like nectar from a tiny clover.

 

 

 

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17 responses to “small things….addendum”

  1. Deb G Avatar

    I wish I had more words right now. Your posts are so full of life and the living of it and it is such a wonderful, no to borrow from you, wonder full thing.

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  2. Mo Crow Avatar

    what a beautiful gathering of beads & buttons
    your word picture of the sun setting in the stillness with the single grackling is sublime

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  3. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Yes, sublime and evocative and so touching that “single sound of a single bird” and “sweet….like nectar from a tiny clover.”
    I sold the old large tin of buttons from mother when I needed cash but kept a few of course. Still, I’m pretty sure I won’t be sewing buttons on anything but art work from now on.
    I too have avian audio to lift me up when I’m too far down. Mourning doves still live in our back alleys with their whistling wings and plaintive songs.

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  4. jude Avatar

    Suddenly…it’s a life series.

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  5. Valerianna Avatar

    Amazing how quickly things can change.

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  6. grace Avatar

    and just as SUDDENLY, it began again and continued ALL NIGHT.

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  7. KAMFreeman Avatar

    wonderful, oh so fantastic is that collection of containers of buttons..little pieces of memory and history stashed together in a lidded container or scattered on a piece of cloth..just a treasure trove. Your words and stories as this change-making of place unfolds reads like the best of recorded records…mysterious, changes, readiness for the journey, the bits that all go together to make the little house on the hill your place to dream, and create and simply just be Grace….what a joyful gift it is to travel along with you in change.
    Namaste,
    Kristin

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  8. Wendy@ Late StartStudio Avatar

    Put a button tin in front of me and I’m a child again. I’m smiling at the thought of playing with your collection . . . sorting in a myriad of ways and then putting them all back higgledy piggledy into their tins.

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  9. grace Avatar

    just your words at Your Place are enough. No need for words
    everywhere…

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  10. grace Avatar

    the grackle, the stillness, it Was. totally Sublime.

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  11. grace Avatar

    i won’t ever use these buttons. I used to sew them on clothing i was wearing. But now, clothing is such a non issue, i won’t do
    that either. And not on “art work”…no buttons for me.
    But i still love them so…for the aesthetic of them, the Care for the detail of buttons.
    Who knows what will become of them over time but just that i kept them is enough.

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  12. grace Avatar

    it is…suddenly …..pause…..suddenly…..pause…..
    it goes this way. It’s good.

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  13. grace Avatar

    yes. and a jack. That’s the one thing i probably WISH i had.
    I had my old jacks. the heavy ones. the ball.
    i loaned them to someone some years ago and then she lost them.
    i grieve the loss of my jacks. I wonder if i can find some on Ebay or something? The old, real ones.???? So Jenny and i can compete. This would be our “sport”. Jacks.

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  14. grace Avatar

    in the blink of an eye, a single breath

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  15. grace Avatar

    kristin…Namaste to you….

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  16. grace Avatar

    the SOUND of button play is the Best!

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