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moon egg Helping

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Alyssia drops Julian off at his school here in Orovile in the morning.  It's 25 min from their present home in Chico.  She loads up Emrie in the car seat.  Him.  His back pack with bus pass which is required.   He gets dropped off down at the end of CareFree Way and Old Olive Highway at about 3:10 give or take.  Walks up,  eats something,  does homework sometimes,  sometimes does one of his online things and then,  ordinarily,  it's Goat time,  Chicken time.  Alyssia and Emrie and i go out.  Sometimes i don't go.  They feed the buck Goats,  fighting off the Doe Goats who are alfafa junkies.  They put feed for Talkie,  check her water,  retrieve her egg.  All that goes slow.  You need to look at everyone,  see how they're doing, pet who wants it,   have a conversation with Talkie,  and with Emrie,  it's really slow because her walking to and fro takes time.  and she doesn't want help.  Wants to do it herSelf.  Takes a while.  Today,  Talkie left a speckled egg.  A first. ??????  Maybe from that lizard?  So the wondering took time too.

Today i finished planting one of the  domestic Lilacs that Jenny had bought.  Late.  the planting.  Was pot bound and had lost all it's leaves.  Digging it's hole took days.  Dig some.  Add water.  Dig some more.  more water.  on,  and use the pick for the rocks.  As i planted it,  i saw that at every possible juncture,  there are new leaf buds,  vibrant green.  i'd kept asking…where do you want to put these?  and there was no answer, because no one knew.  So i picked a place.  Up behind Alyssia's Campsite A,  in a small sunny space where i imagine Emrie and I having a picnic.  

i tried,  last night.  It was overcast.  MOON was there,  but few stars and not so much LIGHT.  I went out and walked up to that ridge where it goes over,  into that part of the forest,  but it was shadowed.  I sat with Tay and then came back.  It does not belong to anyone but itsSelf,  that Place,  and last night it did not open itsSelf.  Ok, then. ok.  

i watch the Cloth on the wall.  Off and on,  all day,  every day.  What does it want?  for the Story?  How can i give that?

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16 responses to “moon egg Helping”

  1. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    How very lucky your grandchildren are to share so much of each day with the animals and generations. What you are able to share with them .. teach them .. they are all things that will last them a lifetime. Life is good!!

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  2. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Time…waiting, watching, listening to children as they make their discoveries, as they ask questions; waiting, watching, listening to the sounds of the forest, the land, the trees, the night; waiting, watching, listening to cloth, to yourself as you behold life in all of its many facets. Answers will come, the story of all of this will unfold…takes time.
    This morning, an old bluish gray sheet, torn in several places, not able to mend, no sewing machine and my mending skills too rudimentary to mend the sheet. Sat outside with it, rained yesterday but today it was warm and breezy…before too long, thought to self that sheet could be used in dye pot. Usually only use white cotton, this is a faded, bluish gray cotton but could be used…so sheet was ripped into pieces of varying size. Ripping felt so good, suited my despairing mood (political events) and then I realized don’t have alum or soy milk to mordant cloth but needed to get it into copper pot. Took loose English tea and a few English tea bags, water in pot, on stove. Has been watching our Chinese Pistache trees this week how they had begun their autumn color dance, leaves changing from green to reddish bronze so made a bundle, plunked into pot, 20 min on stove, took outside, will sit on my tiny dye table and converse with the winds, etc. Felt good to have a bundle again in a pot- it’s been a while…Time to do it was now…time, it’s all we have…

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  3. julie Avatar
    julie

    I just looked at a map this morning to find Oroville and found a giant lake to your East called Lake Oroville. As one Great Lakes chick to another, have you explored that yet? Sigh, its probably condos and motorboats. right?

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  4. joanne Avatar
    joanne

    When my brother and his wife visited, they wandered on our land, looking, noticing—things we stopped seeing. It was interesting seeing place thru “new eyes”.
    Your young ones remind me of days spent in the garden with my grandmother. Where I learned all I know now, it seems. The seeds of what I know came from her and grew over the years. and I am thankful for her wisdom.

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  5. Dana Webb Avatar
    Dana Webb

    How sweet to share your place with your multi-generational family….to give the children the opportunity to observe and interact with all the beings on your hill. Its the work of forming, slow and long.

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  6. Peggy McG Avatar
    Peggy McG

    earthly and heavenly seasons taking their time and showing us how to observe and notice so our wonder turns to knowledge to pass down. I am catching up on your posts and scrolled down a bit first to the picture of the tree with its bumps and limbs that give it a shape of a bear’s face and a limb looking like a paw up saying hello.. and thinking how the angles of the observations in all things we look at certainly do alter what we see. and the children given this opportunity to be close to nature is something I wish every child on earth could be exposed to as a mainstay in their world. Visions of picnics under the lilacs to come, Peace to you, Grace.

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  7. jaime Avatar
    jaime

    So happy to see Julian and Emrie again. It’s been awhile. Is little miss Emrie speaking more? How does Julian feel about being a big brother?
    I love this picture – so much warmth and life and sharing.

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  8. Mo Crow Avatar
    Mo Crow

    gentle days

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  9. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    this Hill is a school for all of us

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    thank you for the images of the old sheet, i hear
    the sound of ripping

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  11. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    not yet…it’s about 15 min away

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  12. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i’ve taken up Giving Water down at A just before Julian’s
    bus arrives. I can hear him walking from Old Olive
    and up the little road. He likes to find me there.
    We have a little while to just say whatever comes to
    mind. to “entertain” thoughts. Then walk together
    up the Hill

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  13. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    it’s their Hill. i am a squatter.

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  14. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes…the angles of observation…theirs is often
    amazing and enlightening for me.
    i wish that too…SO MUCH, that the children of the
    Earth all know the Earth….how to accomplish that?????

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  15. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes, speaking more, but odd words often just once
    but now,
    thank you
    cracker
    dog
    Ju for Julian
    sometimes i’m mabin
    juice
    up
    go
    she still signs, sign language, for I Want and No More.
    and there is the word TikkAAAA, said with exuberance
    that we have come to share…means kind of OH! Hey!!!
    we just yell it when we feel like it
    he had thought it was going to be horrible, but finds
    her Great. He’s glad she’s smart, he says, makes it
    all more interesting and he clearly loves how much she
    loves him.

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  16. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    in all the ways, gentle days

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