Waiting for it to become actual Morning,   i began sorting through Deb's Threads….some into that Table Basket again and  the others back  into the excellent zippered bag.          And then later,   at the Garden    i looked long and slow at this Scene that i love….the chaos of where the young Manzanita…

we are all here.    Seeds.   Seedlings.   me.     the kids are looking forward.    next few days as much Goat compost as i can.   Then those amendments.   Then  IN  everything will go.                 then….i'll give it     my All      this time around.      What will …

that i mentioned yesterday.    All the Deb Threads out of it,  on the round Basket of Things,   i looked at it today.  Separately.  As itself.   the things that were in it prior to her Threads.    All that i've had for a long time     years    .    But the bag its  Self. …

Deb Lacativa asked for pics of our stashes of her Dirty Threads.    The majority live in the heavy zippered plastic bag from the hallway closet  of my childhood home.   That bag,   in the bench basket to my left….at the ready for Evacuation.   the rest in the little oval basket on this Morning and Everything…

on Alyssia's doorstep in town.    where 6 human beings go in and out,   2 house cats,  2 dogs .     Here,   this afternoon,   Minnow bugs to be let out.   it's raining.   Finally open door      freeze frame     full size Jackrabbit    she leaps out and it takes off at incredible speed down…

what i came away with.   it's forecast to Rain tomorrow and Sunday so they will hang out in the vehicle.     i am wondering if she is as knowledgeable as i  dream her up to be?….but this is what she said she would do if she were me.   These,  and continue with bringing in the…

    the first pic was added second.    Late.    I'd set the second one here earlier        then drank some of the jelly glass of wine and with  my chin propped on my elbows at this Table,   drifted off to sleep             i woke…..OH!    and it…

  along the fence.    keeping up layering,    amending soil ,  from all the places there is build up of manure and decomposing  hay.  It's TIME.    takes    TIME.      to become.     there is a FEELING to time….i'm experiencing that…..the feeling of it.    how this Hill had never known any…

a cube  of  soil    some buckets of  Goat compost  from the Rain House   the contents of these landscape pots of  last year. if we fill it to the top….more Goat compost         some, i don't know how much of a soil amendment from the Garden Store,  however much i can afford   …

needs to go into the Earth