every evening,  after giving Water to the Wall Garden at A,  i walk up this road/drive toward this setting Sun.  Right now it is RED.  This pic does not represent it well.   it's Red.  But well enough to give a glimpse of what Fire might look like,  in a close distance. Jaime commented yesterday…

just another mystery.  Aphids.  A LOT of them.  Where do they come from?,  out of the blue????  I don't see aphids any where else.  Not in the Forest anywhere.  Not on any of the other Wall Garden plant people,  the cauliflower,  the brocolli,  Aztec Spinach,  none of those Leafy beings.  But the Kale.  Oh, they…

the decision was made.  Fence ourselves in,  let them Free to help us. When daughter opened their gate and walked away,  they just stood there,  staring.   And she called them and they hesitated long,  but slowly came out.  They went directly to where the alfalfa bales usually are kept and began there,  eating,  but…

Watch "The Grandmothers .FOR THE NEXT 7 GENERATIONS" on YouTube   not looking or needing any comments at all.  Just putting this here.  On Emrie's first birth day.    reading here and there how "weather" is wearing on people.  Too Wet.  Too Hot.  Fire.  Drought.  How people are un comfort able.   and i thought…

    Jenny took time off from work.  Alyssia packed up dog and baby and arrived.  We were ready.  I had picked one of what i am sure are native plums,  and one of its leaves….to ask for identification.  We waited.   then Alyssia and Jenny began to continue to dismantle the broken trampoline.  …

this stool…made by Alz. Betty's husband in his first efforts at furniture making.  Had by me for many years,  just "outthere" sitting in the sun,  never really having a purpose,  which i guess means,  no Need for it….?   Brought from New Mex for no reason other than i had had it for so long.…

i wadded cloth again and on the way down to Give Water to the Wall Garden,  i pushed them in and two others,  between the galls.  I'd taken off the lid this morning and by this time,  early evening,  a lot had evaporated.  Giving Water there,  the Wall Garden,  the two trees and three grapevines,…

muslin just randomly wadded up and rubberbanded,  lying in the company of oak galls for just some hours.  Here,  still wet so a stronger image than when dried,  but  now i know what i can hope for.  LOVE.  an almost bluegrey in some light,  other light, a vague sage green.  I could not ask for…

the old.  old.  rusted.  cast iron pot.   Oak galls.  "Oak galls are the result from  the puncture of the bark of the young twigs of Oak trees by the female Gallwasp,  Cynips Gallae-tinctorae,  who lays eggs inside.  Oak galls are very high in tannin and are therefore good for producing true blacks, greys, and…

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