i am trying to give words to something i can't even identify in thought.   So…i just keep LOOKING at Everything,  Looking,  and this evening on the way back up from giving water at B Garden,  i see this.   I pass it twice a day.  Everyday.  This is the first time i have seen it. Julian…

who am i?    with ketchup and sriracha  on her mouth….

the rest of yesterday.    it stormed all night.   and this morning,  i went back to yesterday morning.   and first to this.   i'd mentioned it before,  that there was this one place…a space…and that i knew that whatever was supposed to go there would appear.   thinking only,  it would be a fragment of cloth.   I…

i have become.   lax.    in many ways.   It's been some days since this small oval shape appeared in front of me in the Resting Chair near the Feed Shed.  Where i sit.  after giving feed and often times water to Jack Flash and Nogal.  Where i sit upon walking up and around from B…

how did it go?      for me.    What was profound from the first moment,   the sense of We.   I am used to being alone at that time of the beginning of the day.   There was a surprisingly Strong sense of We…of Not Alone.   i was surprised.   it was Strong.    Sitting for me…

this  pic.  yesterday.    her first bird.    it was a few months ago when i asked her about writing her name,   and she flatly and with no fanfare said   "im not into it".    Time has passed and now….she wants to draw a bird.  She wants to learn her letters,  write her name with…

Maria,  my Belgium sister has chosen to be absent from the internet for a while now,  and…on going.  But….she sent an email in connection to Fear.   She wrote/writes this:   "Look close by the self and ask,  can I/will I put TRUST in place of it?" i read this and there was a sudden rush of…

the back of the Curry House,  which up to 3 days ago,  was  Sunny Ray's Infirmary.  Which originally was built and designated as the kidding house.   It's where Black and Minnion were born.   Since then,  used as feed storage and etc.  till Sunny Ray's recuperation.  Has that long narrow fenced corridor initially meant to keep…

Jude is talking about cards.     These are some i just drew to see what it might be like.   How it felt.  There's a few more but i don't know where they are.   I'd also thought of putting prints of some of the Cloths on cards.   the words here would Not be there,  they were…

don't know if i've put this here before?   tried to go back in Archives through May….i'd drawn it on 5/16 it tells me…i don't know what was going on to prompt the drawing,  but….internet again ify and i couldn't look.  But here today…and maybe that's enough,  maybe that's how it should be,  here.  today,   …