windthread

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.

this is Friday now.

so,  just to reassure.    Jude commented that  it  "looks a bit AI".         Alyssia had sent it to me so when i talked to her this morning i relayed Jude's comment and asked her  what she thought.  While we were on phone,  she  found this:

Storm Arwen masterpiece        daily mail.co.uk   by Lizzie May   Dec.  2021,   the article.     The photographer is Colin Richards  the place is Mynydd-Pwll-yr-lwrch   South Wales

not AI.

as i said in the response to Jude,  i know very little about AI  by choice.   My sense of it is that it  serves to keep us off balance,  makes us unsure  which may result in  the numbing that Joanna Macy talks about.    and just to say….i  am   Care full    about what i offer here  and i think i have an instinctive sense of what would be    AI.   you would not find it here.

leaving the Hill.    it takes a certain amount of determination.   I only do it maybe at most,  once a week.   Often less.     It has to do with being   "presentable"  to the world….as in what to wear,   ie: not the same Garden clothes of days on end……and    Hair.  My hair is an issue.   it's impossible straightness,  spindliness….especially since the hot water heater broke…so washing it has become a Trip.     

But i was ready.  did all the things i feel compelled to do and was ready and got in the vehicle,  turning the key and

nothing

it's an odd ignition….when turning off needs to be specifically and consciously aligned with the little off mark.     I didn't.   and the battery was dead.  Whaa.      so…..not remembering exactly how to jump it,   i waited for Alyssia to come.   We ran through the protocol and in fact,  i did remember,  ….eeeeeee……but the result was having to DRIVE it to juice up battery again.   We,  me and Minnow went.   First up to Lost Horizon,   the road on over above us here and slowly cruised ….all the houses there being so individual  and some peculiar  and how it is around here….there's NO shoulder to the road…you can't pull over…so pretty much no pics of anything.   But that's not far enough  so we came back down and set out up Olive Highway toward that finger of Lake Oroville  and i thought of Nancy's Bridge….this one so devoid of all her Bridge IS……and the world up and behind it,   burned by one of the fires…maybe 2 fires ago?….still…so stark  and we cruised a while then back down and pulled into Loafer Creek  but it turns out you need to get a day pass,  so we just turned around and

came home.

all along Carefree,   along the Rooster Swamp ,   the blackberries are  blooming. 

i took away the moss mask.   tried to fix the dog but the dog does not want to be fixed.     I don't remember what was going on with this ….?????     i don't know now what's going on with this……

What is this one talking about?   

i opened the sketch book.    it's been a while.    and here was where i'd left off.     Sat      looking.    Liking this.   Very Much.    and then,  Out of the Blue,    i wondered……what If?,    these figures were                 animated.      Like…..stood up,   and began 

Doing        things.?      What would they        do?       Is it possible that i might be able to draw that?   as in    repeat the drawing of this Entity i called    Imagination    in some kind of continuing way?      "her",  i know i could       but…..Imagination?    This is a huge question      and i want to know more about it…..what does it mean that i'm asking?,   could i possibly DO IT?    

so i  carried these questions as i went into the day….which was in the Garden.   on the weekend i'd found some abandoned fencing that i'd been hoping for…..to make Trellis for the cucumbers and the lone Green Bean that came up from seed…..but it had been rolled tight  and didn't want to straighten.   And if i'd been someone else,  i would  have weighed it down  on a place of level ground…maybe rocks?…….and stretched it square by square  flat    but…..i am not someone else,  so i began the Struggle,  trying to pound the Fence Staples in with a hammer,   hold the first end in place long enough to stretch it a little without having it snap back into it's  familiar coiled form and in that,   decapitating,  or totally ripping off the entire body of the  seedling plants…..it's too much to try to describe.    But at one point i thought…..too bad  this is not some kind of TikTok   or something….it would go Viral…..this old woman in deep challenge with fencing,  not giving up   not giving up    and finally DOING IT   by also tying string guy lines out from the top of the fencing ,   out    to other staples hammered into the ground ,    with string…    to ease the pressure    3 hours  but got it done.   Enough for today.    Plants are safe.   OR,  i think so.    and lesson learned..    I'd thought….no need to put up the trellis before i set the seedlings in,   it takes them a while to reach vining …..because i couldn't find the fencing….but that didn't take into account the WILL of the fencing…..the vulnerability of the seedlings.       Maybe by next year i will have    learned       that  just pushing ahead isn't the greatest idea.    go  slow.   To   go slow.   Mindfully.   

and i've finished the above.    Sit here.   In the dark.    there is this soft rushing sound of wind.   Minnow is dreaming…her legs twitching,   she makes small sounds…..                go back to the beginning.   Imagination.    What would this Entity have been doing as i was deep into the struggle with the fencing?    I'll close my eyes and see what comes….but right away,   ……..   there is no  "speech"…….Imagination,  They,   have no audible speech.    They  "speak"  in mind image…transmission of images.   mind to mind.     and by gesture,   by Doing.     ok.    but,   wait!   They do make some kind of humming  sound.        ok.     enough for now.

    they take us at our word.    You can do it,   we say.     And they do.                             

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