collage again….What if?

Boardwalk at the Ocean with Dad and Luz.   She looks more herself,  less wired.  

Change.    in Buddhist terms,   Impermanence.   What doesn't change? Cloth.    Cloth does not change.       I unrolled this…looking…and no.   No change.   Maybe it's time to pin the spirals into place,  whatever that might be…and begin stitching.   Holding them so they can hold me.    

a brother         and then………………………………………………………………….a Dad                    stopped by the painting class

her music teacher says     She sings with all her heart. there is DELUGE outSide.   Great….horizontal strikes of lightning and then the THUNDER.   Minnow is afraid.  She lies at my feet,  her eyes glued to my face,  sometimes getting up to press herself into the cabinet door.   We don't have electrical storns.  Just incessant Deluge.  …

the best definition yet.   and work enough to fully take in the meaning of such simple words.   Put to the test today.   It's begun.  24 hours of constant and steady downpour with a couple  vague  windows of        light rain   to  fast feed Goats.   Forecast is  3  days of this.    a single…

Cookies from Nancy.   As Every year….she sends a tin of cookies.    Alyssia brought them today when she brought the ice for my refrigerator.   We opened them and Emrie remembered from years before….the BEST cookies EVER she exclaims and again wants to be told how Nancy MAKES them….not buys them….but MAKES them so we shared…

lately i've thought a lot about Friends….about people i have known for years now,     this way    on line.   those words…. on line friends…through this internet…this form   of existence        And how many have come to be no less than people i have known      In Person.   If you are reading…

and think     !!!!    how have i never seen this before?????     All it says is   Petroglyphs  depicting whales  Qagorlog Greenland a new discovery?????     But i go on with the day….sprucing up the Curry  House for these next     WET winter  days,  sweeping spider webs,   dusting the feed bins,   readying the spent pellet…