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  • i woke this morning after a cool night.  to a cool morning.    finally.   and with a fully formed PLAN i loved so much ,  to send to Kamala Harris.   I thought it was brilliant.   It rose from all about that town in Ohio,  Springfield,   how she could use the complex challenges there to   …

  • on the rock…. at   the lichen…. when i go there to turn on the hose water every day       recently     there's been a very Small lizard,  just at the top of the rock,  suddenly appearing,   all bright eyed and PRESENT.    I am squatting,  looking out into the doe forest  at the Tree…

  • Nancy    Pomegranate Trail     Mary Oliver     When i am Among the Trees as if in direct response to my questions yesterday

  • an old drawing…from the days of when i was still making the Fiber Figures…many flying women,  dreaming women,   over that vast New Mexico desert landscape.    i no longer do this…almost all my drawings….they look directly  "into the camera"….??????    What's happened here?????  more like portraits.  of What?   what are they    portraying?    a …

  • there was the "shirt"…..those lines…..just them for a while.    till i realized it was a "shirt".   then…..whose?    different faces. until     this one.    Have no idea what's going on here.   

  • of    Maybe    the last of the 100 +  degree days ???      I hope.    An extravagant   Olive    bread dip ….my bread got hard as a rock stale so i ate it with a spoon….needs tweaking…to be juicier tomorrow begins the balmy 90s    

  • the intricate and particular forms of Live Oak    not just branches    but   forms.  unlike any other.   These too.   Rivers and  Live Oak trees  

  • the last of the four dams i've wanted to say something…a couple days….about how last week,   " The  last of the four dams that nearly destroyed the Klamath River salmon populations,  on the California Oregon border was demolished.  Marking a significant victory for tribes and environmentalists who fought decades to restore the river". the River…

  • waiting for a return call from the vet.   It's   HOT.   Fan is whirring.   i'm waiting.    I turn the pages on the sketch pad book,  looking and set it down to go do some small something and return and it's still this drawing.   No vet call yet, so  look around and there on the Table…