the rainy overcast day did not allow for true color,  but that was ok.   At the end of the day,  when i thought everything was there that wanted to be,  i was drawn back to the bags….rummaging for who knew what and out came this very intense orange/gold/yellow to hold the Quiet of the others…

      a Birth  Day  of sorts.   Working through Orange…the Sacral Chakra ,  without working.  just riding what ever came without grasping,  and really,  without even Knowing…just awareness….the words Acey gave…element water,  change, movement,  flow,  sensation, pleasure, emotion, need,  desire, sexuality,  the Shadow,  guilt,  duality and i add animus anima….which is duality and i…

  Things that go on Privately in a Garden

right away,   the scraps  "named"….    Moons and Owls   …..    and i didn't resist.   Moons and Owls.   Seven is very different than Six , i 'd  kept moving them around…they got out of order,  but that's ok?,   i haven't been able to see the owls.   I hear them.   Their voices and their wings.

  some computer glitches that allowed a long time to consider this one. keeping with the initial agreement made with Self,   i kept going.   That agreement being to find a way for any scraps to work together.  Do not Think.  Just experience the scraps that were  quickly chosen "for no reason" ,  find a way. …

Scrub Oaks have begun letting go their leaves.   They were sailing down like butterflies   we were Together.   Garden,  Cloth,  me,  Tay,  Puppy,   leaves,   the stone.   Sun shone down upon us.   Onions and garlic grow.

as i stitch,   i wonder.   What am i doing?….What ARE these?   a lot of words come but none worth noting.   Just words.   but i finally just stopped and waited,   without trying to come up with an answer….from somewhere Already Known.    It took a while of ……pause…..waiting…..silence.  Then,   the word Invocation they are Invocations.   …

  the terrain is joyFULL. truly.  Happy as a clam.

  i could look at these pics forever.    How the walk back up the Hill took its time,  how i walked behind her,  just being FILLED to overflow with the Beauty of this human being.  Her sureness in her Self,  in her ability,  in her world and Place in it.  How she is Knowing…