windthread

and this is the Other side,  and also, a little dryer and Sun is a little lower toward the Rim.

i couldn't ask for more.  Walnut over tea dyed silk noile.   not dry yet, so…we'll see in the morning.

well…i maybe Could ask for this…

tweeked in Picasa…too much shadow, but oh, eeeee, look how blood red this Earth color  could become.  

it really IS August.  everything is Thickening,  juicing up in one way or another, and that can include going to seed, rotting, dying.  all different kinds of juicing up.   Always, to me…since a very very young child, maybe 4?,  August is the time of Life and Death in their most Intense Forms.  

the tomatillos have been blossoming for over a month.  Many blossoms.  but none continuing to Fruit.  Why?  i don't know.   but this evening,  as i squated to water,  HA!  ~one~  maybe now…..

and there are less of These.  Can you see the little wierdos on the leaf stalk?  2 little loveboats?  chewing away.  there have been Many.  and in the last couple days, less.  but i don't think they have anything to do with the lack of fruit.  they don't seem to have any interest in the blossoms, just chew away at the leaves?  and not All the leaves.  they don't kill the plant.  i have NO idea what they are, what is their next form.  they are like larvae.  squashy.  and can you see that "decoration" they have on their butts?   oh, eee.  however, a part of the ecosystem here.

and this made me smile.  it was a work away day, so not much cloth time but i was liking this little scrap of the walnut dye cloth and it was sitting on a piece of printer paper on the table, a pencil nearby and………….looking at it,  i think it's the attitude i'd like to achieve about  "All of Everything That Just Goes,  According to It's Own Necessity Around Here,  Because It's Not All About Me.   might be the next cloth?

This is where i am heading.  Cabecou.  there are intermediate moments, but this is IT.  if i can get Here, then…good.  like, Totally Good.  this is a pic from a book, an extremely beautiful book that i was Gifted.   i look at it a lot.  can i GO there?,  i think so.  no real reason why not….and so.  

An Unforseen today with Alz B. and then coming home, BIG MONSOON STORM…but with the new even unfinished space for Them, i was able to really Welcome it….was able to go outside and stand, facing it and throw my arms UP to it and LOVE it…it's been a while.  so much concern for the sentient beings out there, but today, i was some free of that.  When i finish the SW wall of the new space, i will be able to totally RECEIVE  the Storms…call out to them with joy.  o  glad for this.  again, it's been a while.  and i went out with the Goats and just WAS with them.  how Good that is.

and here.  on the left, a piece of the original thrift store cloth so the difference can be seen.  the over dye of walnut that Jude talks about.  LOVE.   and i guess today is a LOVE day.  cause i am loving a lot, in this moment.  but look.  and on the Very left is a piece of harem cloth….stuck in.

so…this.

and then a long PHONE conversation with Kay, my old Mentor, of my Other Life and there has been a conversation on Jude's Spirit Cloth about this internet thing.  Kay, who so much of ME has been involved…who i LOVE, like way way Big…but really…who knows and can't know so much

about my immediate moment….i try to tell it, but really, YOU who come here to this place which is really ephemeral,  you know more..???  you do.  and isn't that interesting.

the hardest part of posting Every Day is the honesty it requires.  no excuses.  when you don't sew, you have to say:  nothing.  nada.  and again, i say, nothing.  nada.

because This, instead.  i'd bumped into the same persen 3 times in as many weeks in town.  i know him from the Farmer's Market.  last time he said that he was thinking of doing some handyman work.  He makes high end jewelry and it's slow now.  Handy Man.  nice words, but…always give me a feeling…    but anyway, i said i wanted to do some more with my Goat Worlds, thinking this might be his litmus test.  well, this morning he called before 7 am and said he had some time and was i up for it?  so…ok.  so…yes.  and he brought his truck full of scrap wood and an assortment of stuff and we set to work making the Does in the Way Back yet another THING to comfort them from the Inclements.   he's slow.  but it was ok and really, even good.  i will add to it in the next days.  but the parts that are hard for one person to do are done.   he does some interesting gardening.  and brought a lunch of Spring Rolls…the skins and then all kinds of sprouts and seedling plants and nuts and sesame seed and shredded carrot and cabbage.  it was GOOD and i can feel my body now finishing digesting it all and the nutrients whizzing through all my systems.  really.  it was raw and totally FRESH born FOOD.  so…again, NICE but i could feel self dwindle as the day went on.  i NEED

NEED

days to my self.  days to the cloth.

but the Goats need too.  and they spent their day watching and going in and out and around, inspecting the circular saw, the new wood,  and when he left they rushed over En Masse to all cluster under the new Thing.  they are Appreciative to the enth degree of shelters you make for them.  So, now, well, not quite yet now, but Soon, it will be as good as it can get out there.  i will have done my BEST for them.  and in doing so, for my Self.  so we will Just Go.    This eases some the Longing to do cloth.  ok.

 then…evening water, and oh…two clusters only.  but TWO CLUSTERS!

Mimosa.  self planted.  Volunteer.

and at the End.   the two pots next to the aqua watering can.  Walnut Pots.  one for me and one for Marti.  and i found the cover to the little cast iron dutch oven that is on the spool table.  ok then.  and hanging next to the cloth from yesterday, a piece of cotton that was/is a shirt from the thrift shop…re~dyed, over dyed .  i like it.  Feel just so completly FORTUNATE to have

Walnut.

so….What? will tomorrow bring?

it's sometimes like watching re runs of an old TV show.  but it's days.  a string of days will begin with the Intention to 

devote

full days, strung together, to cloth work.  and then i watch as Time is eaten.  there's nothing really to do about it but just go.  

but it's done.  all done.  too much to detail but a LOT of re~doing of many  falling apart things.  and then the Old Cowboy who got put off because of the above.  4 days.  and on the way home from that, it began this soft soft Rain.  Woman Rain.  continuing.   and  things all around have such a different quality/color with Rain

almost especially rocks.  their Other Nature becomes visible.

and the Verdo Laga is everywhere seemingly overnight.  Purselane.  stir fry in a tiny bit of olive oil with a touch of something else you like.   Eat the weed.   addendum:  Google verdolaga and look for How to Cook Verdolaga  Chanfles.com  and go along there till you get to the place to click the little video, I love Verdolaga.  this would be me in my dreams on my continent with Goats

i have to get over this.   sometime, when she can,  Cindy the nurse from Alz B's old folks home will come to help me "band" the 3 little bucks.  castrate.    i want them all to remain intact and create hundreds and thousands of beautiful baby goats.  all patterns and colors and combinations just to watch it happen, to see how many patterns and colors and combinations can happen.  in my Heart of hearts i want an entire continent to populate with Nigerian Dwarf Goats.  all of this years kids are extremely beautiful.  really, i might even say, the best yet.  and too, they are Buckwheat's kids. But, Alas.

this is just a piece of muslin from the new Walnut vat.  only a day and a half.  and not so reddish, really as here, on the little cloth line late in an overcast rainy day.  but just look.  Meera in phonetic spanish……… oh, jeez.  and oh jeez.

a continuation of yesterday.   beginning at 7 am and on until 4.  plumbing.  pipes.  taking out old water rotted wood, replacing with new.  repeat.  repeat.  and now, almost finished.  the Grey Water hose rests in the small rock cracks of the grape vine.  there is a significant leak in the hot water heater's overflow valve.  tomorrow morning for that.

so,  all this.  not what i  would love to spend days doing, but what will make things right.  and so.

and all while being the assistant,  i cleared the area around the gate to the Way Back where i'll put the metal milking stand, where they can come out one by one and have their hooves trimmed.  Formulating a plan, which  comes as a visualization.    and 4 days in a row i dream Goats.  NEW.  in the dreams, various things have happened and then, suddenly, out of nowhere, they come…as a herd.  running.  

in the midst of this, i looked up and East

and the clouds were Extraordinary.    Like i've never seen them before.  be sure to click twice to enlarge……………………..

and then to the West.  Different.  but still,  Clouds…a Sky of Clouds in such magnificant configurations…

and everything got quiet and Easy.  

i realize that maybe it's not quite over.  the thought of 

regret

has stayed in my mind.  and i want to look at that some.  i had said that i don't have regret.  i don't.  but, it's really not a simple as just saying it.  and i want to look at that more.  the idea, thought, concept of regret. 

in thinking about it, i realize that it's just my own Life Filter that says no regret.  and realize that many others could view it very easily as different.  how both  our "given" filters, how our "chosen" filters actually Shape our sense of things, like Regret.

so,  these Side Posts of Julie's Good Question will continue to be open for me for as long as they seem to hold energy.

and an example, about 1o min later than the above, when i'd almost shut down for the night.

so much water under so many bridges.  but here i am,  this night, almost dark with GOATS on the back porch.  i  heard their thumping and clunking and parted the curtain just so care fully to take the pic.  Goats.  Goats on the back porch.   how? could?  this figure in to any Regret?

a day of comotion.  out of the Blue, in a certain way.  a simple thing became not simple at all.  as it goes.

that's the hot water heater.  enjoying a day Out.  and evening out and soon, a night out.  we'll see what happens tomorrow.    and the Old Cowboy had yet another Bad Event.  so…that was pretty much today except, 

i worked just a little on the tiny images on the Moon dreaming.   the small bright  stitches that represent to me how dreams present themselves.  just begun.  and i don't know whether they will become more?  or if they are right, just as they are.  

a work day but then…..

maybe how night dreams circle the Moon?

tomorrow, Baba Ganoush.  in the moment, resting with a Deb Lacativa.

beginning on Wednesday,  things will ratchet up Goat wise.  time for the little ones to Go.  Time to figure out what is going to work about bringing the main herd back to the Albatros yard for the night…then all of them out to the Way back in the morning.  i think.  and to reintroduce Lucky Star and Caroline to the herd.  and Starling and Nogal if i decide to keep them.  This is probably all BIGGER to me than it will be to them.  i'm nervous.