windthread

came into B Garden with too much.    on my mind     and    as i turned to begin,    this bloom of the miniature bamboo….said

softly loud        Gentle Day ,  grace,          and i stopped.     Let things go.   Began again.       

newborn    Pattypan Squash

wanting a pic of the wet Plantain…..and looking,    i see we made a piece of Rainbow

yesterday it was the Button Bush.   Today,    it's here…..a  pic from Julian's  school's    Honors  Day    

Having turned a corner.    the verdict.   34 times.   Guilty.     I have been deep into watching all of it as it played out day to day.  I didn't necessarily want to be….but i was.    and  today,   i awoke      and first thoughts were of some     uhhhhh,    release?    there is an answer.   Guilty.          But then…………..Now,    we go.   it's aftermath and on,  into November.   and i will be caught in the same  intense degree of Witnessing.      But i'd  like to do that in a different way…..and i am thinking. 

I constantly say……….love……….i love                    because i do.    I love so much.   Not just like,  care,    but    Love…..with my whole self,   Love things.    I love      Trees,  rocks,  insects,  plants,   cloth,  pencil,   color,  wind,   Sun,   night,   a dog,   a cat,   Goats,    music,   humanity ,   lizards,   birds,   words ,   earth,   Earth                  i love         Humanity.   This Planet.   Whatever All That Is.                         Prayer…..i've never known what   prayer is,   if it   "works"   or      not      But what about,   what about just Going as if it might.   as if it might    "work"?     toward                   Love?

Metta.        seems so simple.   too simple.    but         also,  undeniably true………May we be safe.   May we be healthy,    Happy.   May we live  with Ease     

as it goes into  the "future",    these next months,    People in this country of the United States of America will       choose.     The 3 human beings in the pic here will live on with that Choice.     Ages 35,  14,   6  years.     For them,   the most immediate that i Love,   I will Pray.     my prayer is Metta.     for them,    for every single sentient being ,   and all we do not yet understand to be sentient.   All       ALL  human beings living in these  united states of any and every persuasion.    Every   Thing.      Metta.    I pray.

the Button Bush.    the Glorious Button Bush            in fhe 6 years i'd been here,    every year,  more FULL,  more glorious   More Butterflies.   and then….      I guess this is how it goes.   The canal people do this clearing on some maybe 5 yr schedule?   She's seen it before….when i arrived here in 2017  she was a small bush.   Bigger than this but not what she'd become.   

and so….she Begins Again.   I think of her roots.    With their equipment,   they disappear her.   But her roots.   Her deep self is there.    and     begins again.

they were there yesterday.   at the front edge of the Bell Peppers.    Seeing them,   i looked everywhere to see if there were more.  There were NOT.   only these.   this little cluster.   This family.   About a half inch tall.    They would have come because of a     spore    right?    Who gave the     spore?  And then today…..they were almost GONE…..withered,  barely there.   Their lifespan       a day.   How many things are there like this that i      miss ?      That i never know exists?  because i wasn't present on that day that they lived????

gone yesterday because of typepad un responsive

looking in the opposite  direction.   you can see the adirondack  chair where i sit.    So this is up the hill a little…where Minnow goes to plan how next to get her ball thrown.    Don't know why,  but i thought to go up there and sit.     i liked looking at the chair,  imagining me in it,   being an observer.   This is somehow associated with those two drawings of a few days ago….the Imagination and that Other…..    AND,    YouTube,  as it does,   brought me a surprise.    a young woman telling me of 6 Simple Dutch Habits for Happiness, Health and Self Care.    The first of the 6 is    Niksen.    The Dutch Art of  "doing nothing".              the Art of Doing Nothing.     that's as far as i got.   

Jumpin Jack Flash

so.    everybody came and they fixed the leak in the pvc that brings water UP to Campsite C,   which is me,   which is the Goat water tubs.    Fixed.   it took a good chunk of the day.   two seperate trips for parts.   but….done.

Then,   checking out the Goat Boat.    The  modified flatbed trailer that i had built in New Mexico for bringing them Here.   we also had the horse trailer for the bucks.     Things have changed.  But…   ARE?  the tail lights working?,  brake lights?    How are the tires?   are we             ready     in an instant       to      GO?     Which brings us to Jack.       The does will all load.    Put a bowl of pellets in the Goat Boat and they will be good with that….a little confusion,  but not much      except for maybe Karma.   The last No Touch.    but.    All the buck goats have gone on.   Tenzin,  Nogal,  Sunny Ray.

Jack.      The last Evacuation.    We couldn't get him.    Alyssia was the only one that could rodeo him.  We would trap him in some corner and she would bodily pin him down.   The last Evac,   we couldn't .  and we had to go.    So we left him.   and Karma.  We left the door to his Feed Shed open.   They self fed.   Filled the water tub to brimming and left.    The feeling was awful.

Sheriff's were notified….livestock…..they came,   monitored water.   the Evac was only a couple days.   When we returned,  they were there.   Both of them.   in Jack's yard.   And then,  last year.   we built that Catch Pen with a little door from his Place  into it and the plan of feeding him pellets in there…so he was used to it….not Wary and Skittish        was a great plan except for the fact that he Jumped the fence of it…..well,   Jumpin Jack Flash,   right?     he jumped it  and caused all the Comotion  that's  in the Archives

 but this is now.            What do we do this year?    what about    Now?

i want to make falafel.         Have some Tahini  forget what i got it for?    and yesterday made Tahini sauce.   i eat it with a spoon.   I envision falafel with these tomatoes,   other things that i'm growing like maybe even eggplant,  but for sure,   these.     I almost pray for them.