WIND last night. BIG. all night. RAIN all night. When i woke, i expected to see evidence
Out There
There was none, of the WIND, just the Rain. Wet. But everything was in its place. The wind chimes, that had sung Storm songs all night, just there, still. A plastic adirondack chair down by Nogal's forest overturned. I'd been skeptical, but the Feed thing that Jenny had built for Sunny Ray and Jack….it stood and the feed was dry. New configuration of Doe Goat Shelter, inside, Dry. Talkie's place, in the Kidding House….dry.
Because Talkie is in her Evac crate and so, closed in, i need to be UP and OUT a good 2 hours earlier than i'd like to….set her free into the day. Which is turning out to be Good. Who would have guessed…not me. Since i am Out there, i continue. Looking, walking, Seeing.
i see that Moss is first.
The Rain freed me to go back. Back to Cloth. I finished Tina's prayer. This took the Body of the day. It was good. Very Good
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