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Blue to hold me                                                                     Himalayan Blue Poppies      Manoj  Kinger     Photographer

so….a lot,  at once,  with one thing dependent upon another and around….as  Everything is.

Yesterday i tried,  all different times of day,  because for some reason,   time of day seems to make a difference,

i tried to respond to comments in this last week of posts.   I enjoy doing that.  a lot.    I reread the posts,  and doing so,  review a week of Life.   I reread the comments and think about the exchange they offer.    This time,  in addition to all that has already been difficult in the last months,          each time i tried to reply,  Disqus   required that i log  in with them or "set up an account".    In  the effort to log in,   my user name or password was rejected as invalid.   So,  a LOT of Trying Again…to no avail.  Not sure in the moment how to view this.   There is the hope that it will  "heal" its self……… ?   If it just appeared,  it could disappear,  right?  
And finally today,  Alyssia went through the hoops to order new phones for us.   The present phones,  upon which for me,  everything is dependent,   are barely functioning.   2 days they say.    Once the new phone is here and i understand how it works,  i will be able to address the issues…..the mess with Disqus  and then…..changing from Typepad to WordPress.  It's going to take some time and time is what i don't want to give it.    Time is also of the essence with the Gardens.   Seeds.   Seedling plants.   the seedling potatoes have finally arrived.

So, all together,  it's a lot.    I rest in Blue this evening.   I hope that everyone who reads here will be patient.  I love you ALL very much and please know that You are All a vital part of my life….day unto day.  Who would have guessed,  years ago….but it has come to pass.   And it is True.  

and through the days,  i continue to watch the Derek Chauvin Trial.   It is heavy.  I am educated.  About so much.   Tonight i thought about how Emrie's father is a police officer in Houston Tx.   How her Abuela there sends her videos,   determined that she know spanish.  How desperate they are for her to be able to come there to visit and KNOW them.   Life is such a Weave of so much,  just so so much.  it needs a lot of love.