this might be too blurry.  Can't tell till i click Publish and then go look… but it's the Basil that we are letting continue through the Whole Cycle of Being.  The Bees.  Their saddle bags,  so FULL of YELLOW,  so gloriously buzzing,  them,  so many and just the thought of Them, and their Basil is…

Red Aztec Spinach   ….   Huazontle a relative of Lambs Quarters and Quinoa.    At this time,  the leaves are almost not significant,  but are so much exactly like Lambs Quarters.    Over 5ft tall but now bending with the weight of the bloom,  which is time to harvest.  We've eaten the leaves all…

cauliflower.  TWO are now Forming.  A woman at the Farmer's Market advised.  Be patient.  Wait.  Just when you lose hope,  they appear. the thick leaves…that we have eaten all along in morning stir fry,  the central thick leaves Cup over.  It's happening. The Visit is over.   Learning the granddaughter was tender and excellent.  My…

someday i might learn.    What i thought couldn't happen,  happened.  Of It's own accord.   Woman just goes…back to those baskets,  that are just some of,    just to look,  and the piece of Deb Lacativa's dye magic on old household cloth,  lying quietly on top,  waiting for woman to notice.   Which at…

Mo's pennant.  Given just enough from the Manzanita leaves and twigs.  Chrysalis.  

this jar of Manzanita twigs and leaves.   For a couple months now.  Was going to empty it out this morning.  Nothing had come from it,  i thought.  Why?  Don't know.   Maybe time of year.   But i put my hand in to stir it up and there was a piece of cloth in…

so,  this is how it IS and how it can be.    Kim looked.  she saw " a tall woman with small torso,  very long legs" Liz read and looked.  "Thank you for seeing her into reality"   THIS,  so so elegant and BeautyFull to me…how it Can Go….. i don't  go much,  beyond amorphous…

      thread beads.  Jude Hill ~ Spirit Cloth.   The Black/White,  Black/White  for so many years.   And the black/white 6,  with the seventh being an African Blood Bead.   They speak of the invisible Order of the simultaneous separate reality that moves around and through the reality we know to be real.…

from the Farmer's Market this morning.  In person,  it is vibrating with it's own Beauty. The windows are washed,  their screens dusted of Goat hoof dust.  We're ready here.    I make that gesture i was taught by the Mustang Woman….arm outstretched,  but elbow slightly bent,  hand extended, palm down, fingers curved,  relaxed.  Ready.  …