maybe you can see….down at the end of this road,  the double gate that opens out to CareFree Way,  the  nothing road that comes from Old Olive.   Up,  in the tree…in the FAR DISTANCE is the ridge…many miles away,   where i've never been yet  and need to go. i am walking.  Down this road at…

She did come back but stayed on the fence side of Her daisy bushes.   in anticipation,  i had schooled self a little more about the use of this phone camera.   The Bees were extraordinary.

there are black butterflies with yellow gold design.   Yellow butterflies with black marks.   Then…yesterday…. Shy.  Flitting off when  noticed,    but then…..returning.    I tried all morning,  when Her colors were different.   This photograph was taken by Jenny  when SUN was high.   But it witnesses Her presence.    She came again today,  but there was…

arranging Its Self   from these last days. Components.   Jude talks about components.   Like a symphony .     but….no….symphony is to BIG,  too Loud.  Too Much.    What then,  like what?    Sym is the Greek root for same,  with,  or together.   A Sym.   a Sym of things long loved,  New,  and Still yet to come. …

  how interesting.   Since i tried to post the link…yesterday….typepad is now in spanish.  ???????   yes.  spanish.   So…i don't know the words,  like Borrodor and Guandar,   i just know by Sense,  by Touch,  by some kind of spacial sense and touch of what to click on.    but here we are.   This Altar.   this Coyote…

well….it doesn’t open here. On my phone, if i press it with my finger, the open facebook icon appears… tap and it’s there.

you have noticed.   I am repeating self here,  a lot,  lately,  repeating images.   I need to do this.  Want to.   Some Things i can feel are falling into place,  just behind my conscious Knowing.    So…as a journal entry,  i say to this journal….I am aware.   I am "following instruction"  to Repeat.   I wish i…

so i'd gone back to September of last year here….to remember something.   I don't often do that…go back.   and that led to going over and back with Ms. Uncertainty Principles.blogspot.  Michelle.   it was the September 18th 2020 post there.  She said: "How does a caterpillar rearrange itself into a butterfly?   What happens inside the chrysalis…

the small weave,  bottom left is of the hand of Jude Hill i went back to September of last year because i couldn't remember.   Things flow and become same and different….are no longer distinct.   Is that true?   not sure.   Everything is in question. but i did plant peas again today.  Maybe there's enough time,  it's…