another day of SUN, so Garden and other OutSide things.   This, on the table.   Coming inbetween times twice to look,  to understand how Crow will be.   Wanting some movement there, wanting to DO something,   but only 3 stitches because i still don't know.     The sense that if i would wait,  take time,   let it…

  so…B Garden Day.    and it was glorious.   I continued to clear and clean up.  All the tomato cages are now stored in an orderly way.  The one with the praying mantis egg case clearly marked with a strip of Toad Egg Cloth.    cleared the watermelon vines,  raked the pine needles with my…

      a day.   like happens lately,   a couple times a week?  When i just drift…cannot find focus,  but somehow it feels like it's supposed to be that way,  or,  at least it's ok that it's that way?     and suddenly i remembered that  land in   Northern New Mex.   Cuba.  Jemez Mountains.    I…

to need only this.   a place to work.   to Be.   to be how i am.      Clarification…in morning light is see how really small the photographer's name is,  bottom left,   Bertrand Kulik

the 13 Giant scrap bags that reside on the bench across the table from me……this morning before light outSide,  by the light of the flashlight,   they somehow reminded of my childhood Creek…how so many things had private lives in it's depths with the flash and glimmer of flowing water above   then, just to the…

this is T.  those are the sweatpants that Jeff was wearing yesterday.  Brinley in this pic is still three.  She's a different 4 now.  Much more grown.   This week is T's Memorial Week that will culminate in the setting Free her ashes into  the Ocean at her most loved place in  Santa Cruz.    Her…

till the Cloth says…..This way and Crow appears they came late.   almost dark.  All of them,  descending on this Hill that hasn't seen anything like this before.   They had been unavoidably gone to Sacramento ….way longer than anticipated and came LATE to bring the feed…the bales of Grass Hay,  the bags of Alfalfa Pellets Jeff…

Crow.   for those with upcoming,   the Booster was more like the second.   Arm Sore.   a general sense of malaise….i took naps.  Had zero appetite.   it felt like my entire body was preoccupied.  Mid day the sore arm let up considerably.  Tonight…there's the sense that by morning,  all will be as usual.  

too long since i've drawn Crow.   there are lines missing. today was Covid booster day for me.    i  held Carnelian.    Alyssia, booster.   Jeff the anti vax,  his first.  Julian, 12,  first.  Soon Emrie and Brinley.   We all went together.   Almost 8 hours later and just sore arm,  mostly the injection site.   All is…

it's begun.  the Grass People….here,  so many of them,  but these,  the soft wispy kind….everywhere Sun Light falls.    i agreed with myself some time ago to only include here things i have Done.  or,  am in the midst  of Doing.    Not intention to do because i am often not good with follow through. …