just because i like doing them.
so where did all the pics go? i'll give it another day or two then if they don't just reappear, will send a Help Ticket to Typepad. and all in keeping with How It IS, the continuing over 100 degree temps…like, 104, after tomorrow again it will descend into the balmy 90's. and Circumstances. My loveGoat, Mercy, suddenly sick, very , but then returning to standing, but all the signs are there of a Goat preparing to leave this plane. My grandson Jeff whose wife T died some months ago…two kids…he and Brinley living with Alyssia since…went to Michigan to visit his father and his grandfather, my X, my kids father, and returned last Sunday this eve test positive for Covid, he and Brinley
and Emrie, testing weak, maybe cause she just got it? Maybe cause she got her first vaccination? but….Emrie. Positive.
Alyssia and Julian negative. so far.
i am hardline. He knew i think you can love people WELL at a distance, that you weigh the risks…..he lives with Alyssia because of need….Alyssia is heavy immunocompromised, he is cavalier about masking in general …."Jeez, Gramz" with his beautyfull bright smile….yeah, Jeez. and so. To all of Us who are faced with decision…..i have no qualms about continuing the protocols. it's a small price to pay. there was the thing i read….an interview with someone "who should know", i forget who, but he said that he would guarantee….on any plane flight….at least one person has Covid. Wear a mask. Try.
there still, always, is risk. There still, always is opportunity to Trust. I wanted to tell the Image that appeared in Trust Time on Thursday…it was at the end but suddenly, a vision of a beauty full Garden….by garden…the kind i identify as a european garden…wild but not. Ancient Trees and blossoming shrubs, stone walls and moss, flowers of all kinds, paths soft as if made for a bare foot
and We were All there…all of Us who come here. some of Us sitting, some standing, some resting against stone wall, some lying at rest upon this Earth….and it was silent and We were Together, but each uhhhhhh, each in our own Reverie…our own aura of space…those auras touching but honoring the space It was very Tender. So i thank you All for being this to me, FOR me this Gathering. Thank You. and Love and Love

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