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Last night and then again, all day today,  there was no connection for this Laptop.  Out of the blue.  I had no clue.  Just NOT.  so i spent time thinking,  thinking about why i blog everyday anyway.  It's excessive.  Why?  and maybe i shouldn't?  Maybe it's been long enough.    So i looked at this particular day i would have put here Yesterday,  a kind of off kilter day,  the pic above of the cardboard boxes that Jenny had brought,  all nice,  but now a complete mess….Goats…..and then how  i'd happily gone to the Post Office and brought home some really Great mail but also late in the day opened the mail that told me that at midnight same day,  the 8th,  my vehicle insurances would be canceled for past due and spent TIME trying to figure out how to pay them on line in the nick of time which Alyssia ended up figuring out for me,  and how i'd decided to just call it a day,  which was good because the laptop wouldn't work anymore anyway,  something about Sync error with Google

but then,  i looked at the little starting pots for seeds that i'd gotten the last of at the hardware.  And thought about how there is Always something interesting, or worthwhile, or sometimes even absolutely Beauty Full,  gentle,  encouraging,  loving,  etc about any day at all  that makes it important to note in this world of chaos all around.  That for me,  keeps a balance as i watch and read the great sad confusion that abounds in the news from Out There which really isn't Out There at all,  but somehow touching the edges of Here too.  So Alyssia came to switch the batteries that ignite the Heat system here,  it's Cold.  Not in terms of other places that you are,  but Clold for here with great Wind,  and she tapped and tapped and for now,  Stuff seems ok.  Here,  in this moment,  All is Well.  I so Wish that for the World.  

Love…..

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13 responses to “OK again?”

  1. jaime Avatar
    jaime

    I’m glad to see you back. I would miss you if you didn’t blog. You are so much a part of my day. Having you there is a way I keep myself grounded. A day without windthread and Grace is like a day without food, coffee, cats, water, oxygen, trees,heat, and then some. Love you, Grace

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  2. Mo Crow Avatar

    such good news (((Grace))) I would myth you if you didn’t write every day!

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  3. jude Avatar

    we are in about the same place, give or take a few details

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  4. Michelle Slater Avatar

    SO GRATEFUL you’re back (got your email) This is just so true Grace: “Always something interesting, or worthwhile, or sometimes even absolutely Beauty Full, gentle, encouraging, loving, etc about any day at all that makes it important to note in this world of chaos all around. That for me, keeps a balance as i watch and read the great sad confusion that abounds in the news from Out There which really isn’t Out There at all, but somehow touching the edges of Here too.” Really just the encouragement I need today. Thank you. These posts are like letters in the snail mail for me and the way you write, like having a conversation with a friend.

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  5. joanne Avatar
    joanne

    The cardboard is still good. Even wet, even with goat poop/pee. It’s all compost Grace. Compost meant to smother grass so you can have a garden. The cardboard has PURPOSE.
    I know the feeling when a bill comes and things don’t work–that is me with the taxes and the computer. Last year was the worst–complete panic attack. My first. It was frightening. Thankful for Alyssia and her skill with the laptop and charging the batteries. I would miss you, if you were not here each day.

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  6. grace Forrest Avatar

    such loving words….i love you back

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  7. grace Forrest Avatar

    seems like stuff wants to keep going…

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  8. grace Forrest Avatar

    laugh…a few details, yup, but yes,
    they are details just details
    Love

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  9. grace Forrest Avatar

    i can’t decide…snail mail…this screen…
    which is better? thinking about that lately

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar

    well…problem here is that it’s all now in pieces,
    spread all over. They love to fool around with it…
    eat some.
    and also, at this time, all the gardening places
    are already Going. I don’t need any more garden
    spaces. I really just wanted her to bring a FEW
    boxes…don’t know what she was thinking.
    So now i have to spend a lot of any Sunny days collecting
    up shreds. and then what to do with that? Piles of
    cardboard scraps are not landscape elements.
    Oh well.
    and the Everyday…yes…i think how i like coming over
    to your house, seeing what you’ve found in the attic,
    are having for lunch. it’s comforting.

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  11. Judy Martin Avatar

    What you say about Grace’s writing being like having a conversation is very true. When she wishes the world well, something changes in my heart and in the bigger world out there. I believe. xo

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  12. Angie Avatar

    Oh Grace, you would be sooo missed if you stopped blogging here. I come here EVERY SINGLE DAY, and I feel an emptiness when you haven’t posted. You are a port of rest for me in the midst of this traumatic time in my life. Namaste, dear Grace.

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  13. grace Forrest Avatar

    Angie…we are mutual…the port, the floating boat,
    we have each other. Love and Love to you, and i
    think of you often

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