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these are always just here on the table.  somewhere.  they roll around.  behind things,  under things.   It occurred to me this morning to do this with the rubber band.   Such a simple gesture but what pleasure it brought/brings.   And now,  at the end of the day,  to appreciate this.  To sit and look at it.  Notice fully.  Let the happiness live.  Not needing it to be anything more or less.  Just this.

Lego dreams 

next night   SUNDAY   

I had things I'd wanted to say     then,   read a piece in NYT just now that has radically altered my sense of reality.     I stop.

look again here…..and even with that Radically Altered Sense,     this.    How ever it is we can…each in our own way….work to ensure

for every child

a safe place to dream.    

between Jack's fence and his feed shed.    a lot of foot traffic there.   but somehow….for some days now,   standing tall.  A single Grass,   seed having taken it's place,  taken root,   growing ,   enough of an aura to Hold Space     I think of this..   How we can be.

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crows gathered

So.   Done.    my drivers license renewal required a vision test…all those over 75 yrs…….

High Anxiety.  a Who Knows thing.   I'd not noticed any change but       you never know,   I might be surprised…..so it LOOMED.   The possibility of surprise.   I put it off,   was over due,   but had an appointment for today.   and

I went.

and passed.   4 more years,  good to go.   

Minnow's Spay,   this…..had LOOMED over everything else.    What will it be like now?,  to be done with both?   I look forward to tomorrow.

there's always Beauty…goodness….softness,  small and large reprieves.   Always.  every day.

and there's also…..how it is….now.  and I keep thinking about her,  AOC ,  Congresswoman  Ocasio-Cortez.   How she first must have  said those words I posted yesterday  to her self…and at some point,  when she came to know them as her Truth,  began to say them aloud to Us….the people she serves.   I think of her waking mornings wherever she sleeps,  readying her self and going off into those halls of Congress  walking among them,  those of meanspirit,  some dangerous,   how she will be  the one who  "live(s) 

faithfully in dark times" as Margery says,    after I and Elizabeth Warren are gone,   will go with Alyssia and Emrie

what does it feel like for her as she faces into January, 2025?   How it is.   that the election is over,  but we have yet to begin what that means.   How at this point it's almost  kind of like a TV show….we know all the names of the players,  the set where it will take place,  or,   sets….those halls of Democracy and the streets of our lives           and she …..she …..what?   she  is ready.    as much as anyone can be.   What's it like,   to be her?    What's it like to be me?,   what's MY place in it all?    I need to know so I can "live faithfully".

thank you,  Margery.   Thank you for the words   "live faithfully in dark times"      they fortify me

" …that does not preclude the fact that slowly but surely, good can be growing as other things fall apart.

The world we are fighting for is already here.  It exists in small spaces, places, and communities,  and much of our work is about scaling existing solutions .  You are aloud to be scared.  To grieve.   To be angry. But you are also aloud to create good,  to be soft,  and enjoy the small reprieves.   The struggle lasts as long as we do.

In solidarity,"                                                                                                                                                                                           AOC

                  

Julian's pie

Apple

who would ever have imagined?????????    he wanted to make it.   it took hours…the peeling of the apples,  the perfection of the crust    I just love this.    He is surprising us at every turn and I think,   surprising himself.  

it's a twin.   there are 2