digging   the Hydrangea….from the first year here,  mother's day for Jenny from Jeff.    Planted.  flourishing, eaten by Goats,  removed and repotted all last year because no one said where to Plant.   Today.   Emrie and i dug the hole.   She is IN.   Surprisingly,  her roots remained modest????   She is Steadfast.   I have no doubt.…

  what i meant to say,   when i said Children pollinate us,   was that they pollinate our Spirits.   With un contained Curiosity,  with Willingness for Anything to be Anything,  with Joy in Everything,  with a Wide Open Response to Love,  to recognizing Love and moving toward and into it.  They understand Hurt and there is…

i'll take this pic again tomorrow,  in the light of Day.   But i came in tonight and looked for and found this Cloth because it was so much of how it was. Can you see…in the large central  open space…..the two figures?   I see them so Clearly, because i made them, but maybe  not so…

looking for more for the brother.   This…from SO LONG AGO….a workshop with Glennis on use of Colorhue.  When was that?  12 years?   I have hardly used any of this….it was a magic trick somehow that i was able to get BLACK and this dark…i remember so little,  but something about combining Eggplant with something else. …

the high branches of the Morning Tree at Sun Set   How Life.   How Life,  just living it,  can make us Beauty Full. my brother,  7 years younger,  Bemidji Minnesota.   There are stories.   Hundreds.   Our lives wandered through the 70's   80's.  He DID go back to the land,  way back then.    It was from…

went to Post Office.   I'd let my subscription lapse a while back.  a long while,  actually….i was in the Evacuation mode…not wanting things i'd need to leave behind.    With the collage work,  i missed them,  the array of images and just pieces of things that become images so i searched through old issues and…

the longest in over ten years that i have not worked on a Cloth.   Today,  it was as if i'd gone way back to that beginning.  But there were Differences that were immediate.    There was no concern at all about whether each scrap might accept another…i knew they would.  There was great pleasure in…

Emrie's father is a Houston TX cop.   She loves police cars,   helicopters and fire trucks.   She is a California child.   She got the screw driver from over on that "end table" and worked to Fix the car for the   "police officer".      i looked at this pic off and on.   Love just this much. …

It began with the strip of green. Then the rest.  The Earth she walks.     the Skirt.   Shake it.  Put it on.   walk to the pile of scraps on the bed…."They said….DO NOT THINK. "  reached hand to the pile,  picked up the first thing i touched.  3 times.   the Skirt.   back to pile….she…

  this is next to Talkie's Chicken Palace yard that she doesn't use now that she is FREE  range.   is between the Feed Shed and Sunny Ray and Jack Flash's  yard.   I call Sunny Ray and Jack Flash's place a yard now instead of a forest because Sunny Ray has for all practical purposes done…