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Ok. Where did the pic go?
-Here it is…and then it wasn't.
but yesterday. while fumbling around. i see that it is in Draft. but then, somehow there suddenly was no mouse. So wait for my tech support to arrive and while Emrie feeds herself banana stars, the mouse is retrieved from the nether lands.
what i'd intended to write here 2 days ago has morphed into Now. There is a blood moon out there.
I stop off and on throughout the days to see if i can feel the Four Directions. North South East and West. How we mentally place ourselves seemingly at some point at some kind of center within that construct. i still have no real sense of it. Will continue. but this morning, i orient to that Moon, going out between sentences here to look….It moves so fast…now is visible through the trees at the center of the Doe Forest. It's becoming light.
RTwo weeks or so ago, give or take, the next property over guy's two wolf dog hybrids were here. One coming up the drive. the other IN the Doe Forest. Alyssia and i try to get that one to leave. He won't. We go the fence that divides the properties and call out. Finally he comes and says things like they are just curious etc but. really wants to say that he cannot stand the smell of the Goats. He gets the dog out. Later, a conference here and it's decided that the bucks need to be moved as a gesture, if we hope to hold him to keeping his dogs out of here. Ok and it gets done. To the far other side, the south side. Tenzen and Nogal, regular fencing. But we try a new plan with Sunny Ray and Jack Flash. Deer fencing. Which is flexible and can be woven in and through the trees. Done. This seems to be good until one night, around midnight, Tay and i wake to very very strange sounds and see an apparition in the corridor between Nogals area and the south side of the doe forest. It moves quickly between, back and forth. It's Sunny Ray, loose and crashing horns with Nogal, banging into the doe fence.
it had rained for two days. Wet. Slippery. Dark. I go find the lasso and walk into the action, Sunny Ray being startled and rushing toward me brushing by his horn on my hip, but turning, realizing it's me and being confused both by the spotlight i carried and by his own self, miraculously was tethered with the rope around his neck, my other hand gripping his horn and with Tay mouthing him on his other side, we walk/slide/pull him back into the original yard. I stood, just breathing. and all around was so still and saturated with wet and energy. a Primordial scene. And the fragrance of it all, both the visual and the sensual was close to overwhelming.
So yesterday, we finished a third attempt. Re using the deer fencing but adding 3 tension wires to hold it taught.
and if it works, we can turn attention back to the road, getting it good enough for the truck to deliver my hut.
real Real Surreal…when you find that surreal is really Real.
and i need to say that all that good intention about sending post cards fell by the wayside. aside from transitioning mailing for bills etc. all i've managed to do is respond to letters i've received in the mail. I am sorry.
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