a funny, as in odd week. i don't know why. just out of focus, off balance. just some. ok, but just ok.
the grown goats would like more attention. they would like it if i sat with them. scratching. talking. they wished for that.
the young ones are busy learning. this is Inky and his brother Darth Vader (just what i call them, not a name they will remain with).
Sunny Ray, nibbling his sister, Cinderella's chin. practicing saying things to her that will, he's thinking, be useful in the future. Goats are very verbal. the exchanges between buck goats and does are almost startling unless you have heard them before. the bucks have an extremely wide array of verbal exchanges that all the goats, even the mature does understand. it's, ummmm, really amazing to say the least. so all that has begun. and, as i watch and listen, i am also knowing that it is to no avail. as soon as the daughter comes back again, they will all begin the process of being neutered, the bucks...small rings clamped around their testicles which over a period of days, wither and drop off. hmmmm. so all this busyness is really for naught. and i watch Cinderella and Magic, in their doe~ness receiving all this attention (well, the brothers to brother, too) but i think about Cinderella and Magic. in another one to two months they Could be bred. in goat world, life does not hesitate. particularly with Nigerian Dwarves. in their world of origin, they are prey to lion, cheetah, hyeena.
and i began the first, really, boro work.
this is one of the original hose dresses. jumper. it has been with me since my kids were little. so 30 some years. it has worn so thin here...like a hanky, and once i began stitching, it became like gauze.
i cut slits so i could weave other cloth in. and did.
it ended up feeling....bizzy. the other side is as worn, but i am working that differently. which do i like the most? which is most efficient to sustain the integrity of the fabric?
thinking a lot about the conversation of Deb G over in the Boro 2 workshop. as in, What if this were All i had and i needed to maintain it.
Thinking.
and during all this, the sunflowers have begun to bloom. they are a mix of wild sunflower and the Zulu Prince that i used to plant. this year, there are many. strong. really strong. and i have been thinking about trees. shade trees. all the trees i have planted and that have grown and then died for yearly reasons. some, insects. some that harsh winter. but to grow a shade tree is not nothing here. and again, i am thinking about sustain ability. i watched Valerianna's video...her forest and i longed for just one tree this week. just one.
