two days now, the hours of the first half of day….OutSide…making space in the Kochia. Hands and knees, pulling. Seeing how everywhere now, in the House Yard, there is Earth…Sand has become soil….rich and pungent. I see hawk moths flying, time to check the tomato plants often for the caterpillars. Remembering how i gave the caterpillars to the Guinea Hen sisters whose single name was Fiona. The Fionas. So much to remember and August is the time for it.
the Crows will come for her
they are, Aaaarrrkkkk!AAaaaarrrrrrrkkkk! AAAaaaaaaaarrrrrk-k-k!
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You have inspired me to go pull weeds. It has finally rained after two weeks dry and makes for easy pulling. This cloth has so much story, it is glorious!
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I love the kantha edging in that cream, how it holds her.
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at my CSA farm all the chickens are named Gladys, we call them “the Gladi”
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My immediate reaction on seeing this one: it is a dream
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it is. a Day Dream
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i knew you’d say that
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rain. rain makes them GROW, but also lets us Pull them
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kantha is a blessing upon/with cloths….Holds them, Holds us
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yes…that they SHARE, how they SHARE, so beautyFULLY
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windthread 
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