often enough i wake in the morning before first light and have misgivings about what i had posted here the night before,  in the Dark.   Too much this or that…not enough.    But then when i read it…it's ok.    It's true and the trueness is ok enough and i just go.     This morning….not. …

the weather "app" on my phone.   It tells Every Thing.   But what it tells most is an hour by hour forecast.    I can look.   The day is forecasted 100% chance of RAIN  but this Weather tells me that there are windows in this.   What the windows mean to me is that this is when…

Puppy's look out.   be sure to double click Tay and i had  gone back down to the Wall Garden to bring up the wide rake.   As usual,  Puppy  appeared.   As i sat at the picnic table,  i heard an odd sound  and suddenly She lept from her tower to the Wall Garden to the middle…

there it was…a layered sky  blue,  pink,  blue again then  pink again and then a roseorange.  I've never seen this sky before.  and there was the Something Else…that  hazy brightness.   It would be the last day of Sun now for many to come.    I went down to A Garden,  the Wall Garden that i…

some days drawings are right there,  at the tip of the pen or pencil.  Some days like today,  not.  This kneeling woman,   circling herself with stones.  Maybe tomorrow.   Maybe i will have to wait.     And maybe that thread of Deb's is the RAIN? it's been 4 years now.   long enough that i now have…

i have tried. 7 times. to post a pic. Each time taking battery juice. To no avail. Typepad is tired i guess. But just to say here. It's RAINING. like RAINING. RAIN. An hour now. RAIN. I think we have made it. I knock on wood again, the old cowboy's Mother's chair here, knock on…

Woke this morning with thoughts already formed,  waiting for me.    About story.  the story of    person.   and specifically,  the story of a child.  of children.    This is going to be difficult to follow.   As i think it in this moment,  it's all over,  moving,  changing.    But if i can just get…

on the left side of the Janet Chair,  on the stones.   Enlarge and it will help.  some.   I spent a long time with  Garden this afternoon.  Earlier than usual.   Wanting to give water to the Pomegranate and Fig long.  Seeping deep.     So i sat.  Thinking.  This Titmouse came and bathed.   Much fluttering and splashing…

i am so glad to have this Cloth.   I used the Inktense  Payne's Grey.    Payne's Grey being  "my color",  along with  Mars Violet from way back…using Oils to paint the masks of the fiber figures.   This cloth took it as very blue.  Bluer than i'd  imagined,   but it will be ok.   somehow,  more than…

Emrie came at 3:30 am. All she knew is that Uncle Jeff needed help. There is Death in our family.  Our Beauty Full,  Loving,  Steadfast    T.        A young woman.    32 years.    Wife of my grandson,  stepmother of Fate,  Mother of Brin who becomes 4 years old this month.   i…