as it always has been,   certain kinds of READING  takes me away.   I cannot stop.  All i want to do is READ.  I no longer live "my life",  but am living an entirely different life.  It's why i gave up fiction.  a long time ago.   Except for Louise Erdrich.    i have been living in…

an area beyond what is visible or known i  spend time looking at the angel in various places and ways began reading.  R E A D I N G…..every word,  slow,  letting the images form in my mind….  The Warmth Of Other Suns …the Epic Story of America's Great Migration.   You remember,  i mentioned listening…

we startled EachOther.    at first.   I moved a bowl that had been in place a long time and at first,  in the first nanosecond just saw movement,  but then….Her.   She stopped.   There was eye contact.   and then just a long Pause.   we beheld EachOther.   We were still.   And then She went along.  and i…

it's the beak of the Crow that indicates Crow it's specific,  its shape   to say    Crow.   the Flowering….it's been curved,  leaning,   i'd wondered if i should stake it somehow,  i wondered if the watering of the Plants nearby had caused the leaning and if i should DO something?,  but then…today…. NPR  All Things…

from some store…the  Stupice tomatoe,  mixed reviews on Google   but HERE,   PLant Grows and GIVES tomatoes,  small,  like  ping pong ball sized,  in clusters,  very tomato y  in taste…but most notable,  in the 100 Plus degrees,  set fruit.   grapefruit tree…everywhere,  new growth.   The yellow of older,  mature leaves?????????   and then.   At B garden…the…

all.    ALL this.   ALL THIS.    i could repeat that a million times to say what it is i see this PLANT doing…..the DOING,  just to Be.     am so taken by this Angel….in an odd form of electricity,  a truly ODD FORM….sailing…..

plumcot pit   bell pepper   from the trampled Goat dirt just outside,  toward the Morning Tree.   There's a lot of broken glass.  small pieces.   Jenny's man picks them up while she and i talk on and on.   He hands them to me by a palm full.   and then,  there was this i saw an…

          National Geographic  6/2020 issue    Gabriele Galimberti    portraits of people in there homes for the quarantine in Italy.   He placed two stands of photographic lights in front of a window outside a dwelling.   He retreated so the people inside could safely retrieve the lights.  Shouting through the window,  Galimberti…