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took a Big step today

it didn't even rain and there was a                  rainbow            by the time i got back outside, it was just a blur....but can you see it?

and this is the last from the pots.  they are from only here and there, but look how beauty full they are even this way,  in the light this evening.  it's why this state is called the Land of Enchantment.

 
 
so, the Big step.  at the grocery store.  i wandered until Tajuana's line was empty and then

i said...you know,  i'm thinking that i'm not gonna get it right this year.    so....how about we just do it.   she said     OK.   

i really like her.   she is maybe late 40's?   actually, i think she said she was 50.  her daughter used to work there too.  she's in her 20's.    we talk.  exchange a lot of info actually in the time it takes for her to ring up my stuff and bag it.   but that has been the extent of our "friendship".  that line.   but i have known enough about her to know that maybe, just maybe, she might take this Place on.  she has a house in town.  but, in the exchanges,  i have said that she could rent that house and live here.  it's a thought.  all she would have to do here is utilities.  they are modest, if     and that's a BIG  IF, if she can live like i do.    maybe.    i know she heats with wood she hauls and splits right now.   that's a big sign.   and,  she has a great quirky sense of humor.  you would need that too. 

so...the agreement of the moment was that after next week,  which will be devoted to Alz. B and her family visitors,,,,,,, after that week, we will chose a time and she will come.   i'll tell her the whole story.  she will listen.  we'll see.               the reason that i am wanting to "go forward with something" now, even tho it's at least a year away,  is that i would like to know what someone else would

need

if they lived here.  and that way, i can do those things.    so, it's been quite a day.

 

 

 

 

 

basic goodness

"The  natural law and order of this world is not "for" or "against".  Fundamentally, there is nothing that either threatens us or promotes our point of view.  The four seasons occur free from anyone's demand or vote.  Hope and fear cannot alter the seasons.  There is day and night.  There is darkness at night and light during the day, and no one has to turn a switch on and off.  There is a natural order that allows us to survive and that is basically good, good in that it is there and it works and it is efficient."        Chogyam Trungpa    Shambala   the Sacred Path of the Warrior

here they are at the end of the day.  dry.

and then, the Sun flower

it's a little intense.  but then, my favorite kind, Zulu Prince, ...is.  so, we'll see.
 
 
 

 

same leaves, in copper, caste iron and aluminum

 
 
 
 

hi ho

today's the loooong work day but before i go,

can you see how just so absolutely perfectly these lined up with one another??????  the edge of Deb Lacativa's lace     WING    piece and then the dark line on Arlee's cloth??????   the thing is,

i could never have planned this.   i actually had Deb's cloth turned in the other direction  and so, this is the opposite side.      that sudden whim to turn it over and then having done that, being literally Shocked to see that it was a total and complete perfect fit with that dark line of the Arlee.  and it even allowed for the oh so small but elegant little thing down in the farthese bottom left corner of the Arlee...........???????????????????????????   oh~

ok.  gotta go.

 
 

a good day

the first time ever dared lace embroidery thing    said  "turn me over and around!",  and yes, and a perfect fit to the extent of connecting to the loved line in the Arlee cloth.   then,  a different face which is better.  she will have hair, of sorts, feet or at least one,  and hands if i can figure out how to do that.   and yes,  that will be a very large butterfly that has lit on her head. 

when i remembered about wanting to put her on this cloth i also remembered the whole of the initial thought about such a cloth.   that it would not be primary that everything "went together",  that i would experiment with incongruence in color and placement....they being second to the cloth being two things.  first a place to have things i love that have been all seperate and here and there,  this includes pieces of cloth that i love and probably could never part with.  and second,  it would be a kind of large sampler where i would Try things that have come to mind  but never had a place to be.  so she brought both of these things with her.

 
 

about making one's self clear

a lot of times, anymore, and more and more,  the longer i live alone and the longer my world becomes populated by only internet people,    i find myself not even really trying at all to make myself clear in conversations.  i don't know if this is good or bad.  maybe it's neither.  or both.  whatever,

but when someone inquires about what's going on with me lately,  i have talked about my quest for walnuts.  sometimes it's very short.    "i'm trying to find someplace where i can look for N Mex native walnuts"    the response varies from       oh.      to      what for       and then to   oh           not an animated conversation.  so i had one of these with the geologist son of my alzheimer woman who i also work for.    they do a lot of geology field work all over the state so he would know, i thought.  and anyway, i reported to him about no walnuts this year.  i must have sounded particularly sad because the other day   Honk Honk Honk   outside the big gate.  all happy, he presented me with this surprise

it's 2 lbs of pure Walnut powder.  he located it on i-net.   for dyeing hides.  Traditional Tanners in Cave Junction, Oregon.   the directions that came with it are interesting.  they use a pound for a whole hide.   so.   here we have it.              

thinking about plans

the leaves began to deteriorate yesterday

early, before Jude had posted about             deciding                                                 i had spent some time deciding that "next time" i will plant ONLY SUNFLOWERS and i looked for all the seed packets that are tucked around and decided to just sprinkle them all over now.  maybe by spring they might find a fortuitous crevise and plant themselves.  or be eaten.  either way.

and i wasn't going to put this pic.  it seemed too hokey, but it was/is true.  this is what i found amidst the dust wads under Her bookshelves when i was cleaning....

 
 

a saturday

so i went into town.    stopped to get the mail from our neighborhood  box unit by the "main" Polvadera road.  16 keyed boxes.  there was a letter in there from the United States Postal Service.  a questionaire.  and notification that there will be a meeting at Midway Elementary on the 5th of  October at 5 pm to address concerns re the closing of the Polvadera Post Office.

so, before i cleaned her bookcases thoroughly (her brother and sister are coming at the end of the week and she would like them to take any books they might want, they in their late 70's)  we read the letter from the United States Postal Service aloud and talked about it.  about Why.   it made totally NO sense to her so we ate chicken enchiladas and apple tart that i'd brought and i cleaned those afore mentioned book cases.  She is hoping that they will want the 1960's edition of Encyclopedia Britanica.  because as she says,  things are still relavent.

home.  and i worked outside.  pulling, cutting, axing, raking, dragging, wheelbarrowing,  feeling.  as Sun approached the rim i checked day 4 of the pots of Mexican Elderberry

the one that showed the most changes so far, interestingly enough, is the aluminum pot

the copper and cast iron are more so going.  the leaves have not begun to deteriorate at all.  less heat,  cool nights.   watching.

and while i was pulling, hauling, ....look             not too many of these, ever, but i love their presence.   milkweed.
 
 
 

 

 

 

what i forgot

off to town, have to work, but didn't want to lose the image 

that moment before relief

i always seem to get to that moment.  when the beginning is complete and there is this.....still point.  what if nothing comes next?  what if i will never have an idea of what i'm supposed to do next?????  well, this time it didn't take long.  in the comment response to nance's question, that vision of the sunflower showed up and here is the beginning. 

more Deb Lacativa, the petals