windthread

this  pic  was yesterday…a looking day.  Today i planted everyone   i 'd gotten at the Plant Sale.    Except for those that are for  Campsite A.   And the two trees.     These beds are about 4 ft wide….am not sure how long it all is,  but long enough.  At the gate end will be  the Pomegranate Tree.   At the Second Buck Forest end will the the Fig.  I began the hole for the Fig today.  It'll take time.  While i was planting,  a bee came to the bloom of the  Penstemon.    As i worked , digging  and placing stones,  sifting  through the soil,  giving water,  removing  them from their  pots,  I tried to  send my thoughts out,  to  them,  but also to the whole Place where the garden is.  Like to hover in the Air.   I thought them as thoughts but also as images….some of the moment,  as when a plant was removed from the pot and set into it's space in the earth,   i imagined what it might feel like,  the tender young roots touching different soil.    Some,  how i might imagine them in years to come,   how they would have settled and have become Emrie and Julian's world.   I thought about how,  soon , the Rains will come and they will establish themselves and then in not long,  the Rain will go and they will bloom here for the first time.  I spent a lot of time with images of that.  

When it was done,  i just sat,  on the earth,   feeling it.  Sensing it.  What had just happened.   There were a lot of clouds floating in the sky,  a soft blue day,  and  i thought of how Cynthia wishes….Gentle Day….and it was.  From me to them,  from them to me.  We were Gentle.   With deep and strong Intention,  both ways.    It's a Love Garden.   It's dark now and i am in this little house around the corner from them.  I think of how it's their first night.   I'll go,  first thing in the morning.