windthread

somewhere, mid morning i was overcome by the urge to find clay that i can make figures with.  i guess it began by thinking about the faces/masks of those "dolls" i used to make?   Wanting to do that…i have some of the necessary material here somewhere,  but i can't…they require a wood stove.  or a very slow low burning fire OutSide.    can have neither.   then clay,  i think.  Off on a search,  reading all the reviews that often would contradict each other,  until i got tired of it and knew also i was being impulsive.  because it was a socked in grey day,  cold.  Rain off and on.  Cold outSide and cold in.   and it's just the beginning of December and i want the days,   every day,  to matter this year.   that 77 thing.   

i needed to go down to where the old Honda is parked.   At the end of this road up,  outside the gate.  Where its been for a long time,  since i knew i had to give up in the efforts to get  emission compliant.   in the hatch back was an area rug folded in half that was from Alz B's house.    I need to do something more for Tay.   the floor is so cold at night.   I have a  door mat kind of thing and then recently got a bath rug for on top.   but still….not.  The wool blanket that had been there in last winters  had gotten left outSide all year.  is encrusted and debris clung.   NEEDS.    During that  "little sleep" this morning i remembered the Alz B rug.    i thought….maybe.        I do not like it,  the color and design,  but maybe on its back….?   You would never guess if you came here that still,    there are very stringent aesthetics about what can be in here and what can't be tolerated.

so i  "suited up" and set out,  down to get it.   took the sled.    It's been i guess maybe 2 years,  or,  i don't know,  but a long time since i opened any door.   felt strange.   the rug was there,  stained from a leak in the hatch back window and something under neath,  but it will do,  upside down as i imagined.   Warm.   and  also was the big pipe wrench? and  my Birkenstocks.   Put them on the sled too.  And on  the dash.  that is  crumbling,  dis Integrating,   some stones  that i just put in my pocket.   there were Feelings.

and  back,  after some other stuff,  i felt the stones weight in my pocket.  There's been some Cloths to my left at the Table…draped on the Calendar Basket,  and i took the one on top,  set on Table and took the stones out.    This is the pic above.

the dark one in the foreground is iron from the railroad trestle  at Bosque del Apache.   the 3 are from the Be~loved rock shop in Magdalena,  where he said….just take them. 

and i looked.   and continued.   and continue now.  it's late.   

and thought…..what could possibly be more than this?