so…from yesterday…Cucumbers. Today, some had grown an inch!…the cucumbers, not the vines
early.
this day has moved. Moved.
this rock, from when Emrie and I were along the bank of the creek. it's WEIGHT is wonder FULL….solid, substantial, of Use. it is so perfectly formed…i wonder if it might be from the Peoples' grinding stones? is perfect in the palm. a while back, when i was down at the Wall Garden, Next Door Dave's dogs appeared and shortly after, Dave's woman, Angela, dragging their rope leashes all apologizing but at the same time repeating their mantra….they won't hurt anything…they are just curious ….and me responding with ….probably not, but they cannot be here…
and then in the extended exchange she asked me if i'd found "artifacts". and went on to say that she and Dave had come over here through the years and collected MANY artifacts…the grinding bowls/stones, arrowheads, etc. That they had them all over their yard.
no…i said. We have found none. and internally thought…because you took all of them.
but here. This stone. rock. perfect in the palm. and there is such a sense of Balance to hold it
windthread 
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