in the company of the Pomegranate tree.    And all is Well.   That STORM,   that so so strange Storm of Friday night….the SUDDEN  violence of it….Thunder Lightning Hail   And i was hesitant to look on Saturday after the Meeting at the Well    today.    Some     How…….it was if nothing happened.??????    Not just…

  one of the early ones

    in the storage tubs at B.     Was looking for something else but…..these photographs and others…….  in a handsewn Envelope from the Gallery that i was involved with.     Art dolls.   Fiber figures.    I am surprised at how deep the feeling is….still….it's been many years.   This is the last one i made. …

preparing that part of the bed to receive the green bean seeds……digging in the top soil there,       THIS i'd forgotten that i stuck a sweet potato there,  one that had been overlooked and developed eyes    but then didn't flourish planted either   but   today…..This.    Proving that         You Can.   Grow…

she does preside.     i planted the tomatoes.   and cucumber starts.   never before,  cucumber starts…always  just  seed but had gotten these from Alyssia's friend's new greenhouse business   and i'm glad i did….it's late.   i sprinkled   the amendment,  dug the holes,  added the one table spoon into each  and gave water.    Here we go again. …

my Butterfly Calendar…made in China for me   says    today is Earth Day      tomorrow,  both Passover and Full Moon lets just think about that for a minute. an Email yesterday    from   Work that Reconnects    a   LIVE webinar    Joanna Macy.   Live.     Probably most of us know her and her work….she's…

on the  sled.    composted….decomposed…..  Goat  manure  and bedding straw    from the Rain House.     that sat,  all the "winter" months in a pile.     Loaded here to travel down to the Garden and be mixed with garden soil from somewhere like Home Depot or Tractor Supply   That Jenny brought      soon to be…

coming back up from B Garden,   pulling along the "sled" that i'd used to take down the bag and box of amendment,  being out  of  breath,   out of steam…….i stopped to lean into the tree.   Into and against a      tree.   squatted.   breathing.    resting.   and as i am doing,    with the teachings…

if you let your gaze just roam,   lightly    you see them almost everywhere.    Tiny single flower atop a "tall" stem.   Only one at a time.   maybe can say the size of a grain of rice if it was round.     Impossible to photograph without blur because of movement and movement even when there…

emptying the GroBags into the rest of the beds            there was this tangle of roots   and     the odd forms      ?????    they looked like some kind of egg of something but were not..   were dry and hard  ish ,    I left this draped on the back…