f  could not be more perfect.    Glancing out the Morning Window.   Last night,   thunder,  hail,  Great Wind.   and here…the hammock swing that Emrie and i had  just untangled,   Flung.   But so Beauty FULL y  flung….    The bamboo Dragon chime,  Still,  Still somehow remaining.   Those towels,  still.   how they've been there weeks now,  hung…

i want to pause.   to let things take time.  to not  "move along".    i am behind in response to comments again.   and part of the reason for that is that there are many recently that seem to want slow consideration.  Because there are things to learn by taking time.   in responding to them and…

down by the fence that is inbetween the Feed Shed and  Jack Flash's place….along in front of the Chicken Palace that Talkie could care less about….   there have always been these,  but this time,  they flourish,  the mother plants are tall and broad and they are in profusion.   Lush.   and  the  Goats don't touch them. …

it's sunday night.   will keep it short.

everyone,  almost,  came today but the highlight was that Pickel came.  He is  Alyssia's family dog.   a Boerboel.   4 years old.  140 lbs.    it WAS possible that he could have come all along,  but it would have taken a lot of concentrated work on all our parts before and no one was up for…

have put this off,  over and over.   but need to at least make a commitment to it,   so the Cloth can go forward.   Here,  then,   has been ,  since the beginning of this cloth,  since before it had its  "purpose",   the appearance of 2 of the Essential Beings.  another is in the top right….in the…

B Garden.   there is dissaray.   it looks exactly how it's been….alone,  to itsSelf for the last couple months.   I righted chairs,  landscape pots.   some wire trellis'.    the small patch of clover has exponentially grown.   ?    .    Crepe Myrtle in the big landscape pot is full of new leaf buds.   Maybe the fig? …

  and rumblestripVT.com

March 1 there was an email telling of  Orphan Wisdom being in California…Malibu,  with  Die Wise and Reckoning,  on March 12.  yesterday.     Stephen Jenkinson who i have followed at a distance for many years since reading Die Wise.    He said: "Dying is the fulfillment,  not the end,  of life.   From a young age…

the stone,  the shell.   Deb's Thread.    the unexpected.   but They knew.