windthread

i can’t get any image to load. What i wanted here was the branches of the Chaparral Whitethorn. BLOOMING against a Sky Blue Sky. The first of anything aside from those all winter daiseys to BLOOM. To signal SPRING. As i took the photograph, the tree frogs took up their Song of the late day/evening. I wanted to put a pic of the bags of many cubic ft of Garden Soil that Jenny brought…here. this Journal. these for this 2021 iteration of the B Garden that will assume the work of the Wall Garden this time around.
We walked the road up the Hill and agreed to have someone (?) come to grade it and then gravel again, stood long moments studying the French Drains that remained and continued well.

we are finished with the All That Has Been. Acquittal. Time now to Turn. Hoping for the Best, right?
my hands smell of Cilantro that i harvested while at B.