Dee rearranges furniture. For me…it's rocks and wood.
there's no use in trying to talk about the frame of mind. The second i say one thing, i immediately say….is that true? and it is either not, or i am unsure.
B Garden, as well as all the space behind it where the rudimentary foundation of what was supposed to be small house for me was built, B Garden is the result of Jenny and a BobCat and Jackhammer. The space was cut into the Hill.
Today i worked to make a "terraced" space behind Tazmeena's grave. More growing space. For the new Egyptian Walking Onions for now. it's a slope. I forgot to bring the Pick tool. didn't go as imagined, but it went. In and out of the fence that surrounds this space and saves it from the Goats i went. Carrying oak logs. In time they will become the Earth. But that's ok. All i wanna do is to …. leave word that …..you can. If you so choose, you Can …grow food here.
a lot of it was moving rocks around because as i tried to dig into the Earth, i was met over and over by granite rocks…because they are the Body of this Hill. What's a rock and What's a stone?….a rock is the size of your hand or bigger. A stone can sit in your palm.
and i got lost in that. rocks and stones….wood….how they can fit together for enough Time. and I moved this Buddha over there. At the bottom of everything, always is the truth of the buddha. it's so plain. and so useful.
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