there is rarely a WhOLE day to Devote to one thing, one activity, one focus of the intention to Do. Days are fragmented for the most part. Some of this, Some of that. Maybe my whole life will be that way?
In between so many things, i am continuing to be Ready for the next evacuation. It morphs, what i have ready. Last time, nothing at all. Since then, a lot of thought and heart given to it and there's more. I re~did the cloth baskets, the Nomad baskets. Took things out of the Pretty Baskets that Alyssia had given me and put stuff back in the Nomad Baskets. They travel well that way. The pretty baskets are fragile. So, here they are, two of them in the back room. There's two, really 3 in the living space. In this back room, these baskets i seem to have a need to go through…i found this true when working on Michelle's Prayer. rummaging through. And even so so little was used, it served to re~acquaint me with what i have. Re~know it all. I like this a lot. And when i was down at the Wall Garden today i brought up some of the garbage bags i'd taken down there and they are now looped through the handles of the baskets. If we get the WORD…evacuate….i would put the Nomad Baskets in the garbage bags, tie those tight and take them to the bed of the Toyota Truck. Ready.
when looking for what i wanted for Michelle's Prayer, i also found this shirt cloth, with the flower image. At first i'd not included it in the TAKE, but now i have. It's very much take. Things change.
the days are continuing, not so hot. Cold, even, in the mornings. Jenny and Alyssia built a permanent roof on the Doe Goat Shelter today. No more tarps there. No more disintegrated tarps for the land fill. A permanent roof. It's Good. Next will be for Sunny Ray and Jack Flash.
Tomorrow morning before first light i will make a Meatloaf. Baked Potatoes.
Tomorrow afternoon, Emrie will come. Then Julian.
it's a WEAVE. a Tapestry. And it's BEAUTY FULL and it also makes me want to cry, the kind of Cry No Cry that i do.
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