there was concern…when mowing the crazy grasses…..but there was no need for that.  The Lupine  rose and prevails.   They all greeted me when i came back from Alyssia's home today.   She had gone for her second vaccination.   Emrie and i spent the afternoon doing my laundry and using our imaginatiion for a zillion things.   Pretend. …

i'm almost to the campsite A  gate,  the Wall Garden and bursting from the Rooster Swamp….this incredible sight…he hesitated just out infront of the road gate then took off up Carefree Way…our little dirt road…as he got just out of sight,  all the horses from over there came galloping through their pasture….down their hill.   I…

i wasn't planning on it at all.   and then,  didn't think i possibly could.   But then….i thought,  ok…just for a minute and i watched the LIVE of the trial FOR George Floyd,  FOR his family,  FOR a huge portion of the population of the United States of America, FOR Truth and for humankind here,  in…

so,  next to me.   Less than 12 inches away,  this drawing board with Cloth.  Cloths.   Waiting for me.    To bring these last days into the Making.   Tomorrow morning.   

  throughout the day,  i tried to stay in Both realities….keeping the Pink Floyd tape in my head running…"going there"  off and on.   and at the end of the day,  sat with these and again this morning.   But the spell was broken.  Went through the notebook where i had almost mindlessly written the thoughts and…

  rocks from New Mexico.   Generations…what do  "generations" mean to rocks? Weekends are for Jenny.  My daughter.  Born from me.   Alyssia,  born from her.   Emrie born from Alyssia.  

rain on dandelion    vadaka1986 more dreams  and i can't yet Tell.    My son in Colorado got his first vaccination.   I work.  in B Garden.   Emrie shared time,  listened to me telling Alyssia about the dreams and then when it was her turn,  told me i was talking too loud.  I said i was…

looks innocent enough, doesn't it.   Pretty much undisturbed for well over 10 years.   Was always on the shelf under the windows in the ROOM in New Mex.  Came out  mostly when the kids were there.   the Colored Pencils.  I don't have any memory of when this metal box came to be employed this way. …

Well. like Lazarus,  i rose.  Hungry.  very hungry.  I made a meatloaf,  two very large baked potatoes.  a salad. So….What WAS IT?/ IS IT STILL? Today i am back to me.   the ordinary me,  but with the shine of the unordinary me remaining and i think….What WAS that?  and there are two things….maybe it WAS…

how to tell the truth.    how to KNOW the truth,  to even tell….maybe that's the real question.   Dreams have changed recently.   the one last night….hard.  and i couldn't get out of it.   Ever since i had the UTI i wake maybe 3 times a night to pee and during those times i am very…