so...the floor got fixed. that was all day. and the weak fencing strengthened. Finis.
and Cindy came...had only a short time, but i showed her Everything and posed a Billion What Ifs. it was really GRAND. she reassured me. she was one huge SMILE about it All. She misses her Goats and was GLAD to be here, GLAD to be of use, GLAD to share all she learned in her Goat years. She even LOOKS FORWARD to COMING BACK...this i could tell....so....it can't get any better than that. She will come by again in a few days or so and is confident that the disbudding can wait. the little martians are little. the others are OK. i am going to go with her judgement. so for now, through Solstice and through the weekend, there will be Peace.
and Jamie and Talulah and her friend Jora and Jora's Mother came to visit the baby Goats. after that, a short visit, because it was still Hot and the Goat babies were panting, Talulah and Jora took up where they had left off when they were last here together. They are a famous restruant, like the French Laundry. they made some kind of braised fish and well...i can't think of it all in the moment, but they made it on the grill and over on the table in the Feather Grass and presented it to their mothers.
and ...WORLD....HEY!....look at this. One mother of a lesbian couple and this "turkey baster" daughter, Talulah. a Second Mother, Jora's mother with some kind of rare M.S. Multiple Sclerosis, age 44. Look. Look Hard. Women. their daughters. here...words elude.
and then...coming in from watering, here on the cutting board, this Cricket....enjoying Life. this cricket. taking it's Place. this Cricket. my housemate, i guess. so...O.K. Tomorrow, Solstice, 2013 i am going to guard with my life. NO ONE comes through that Gate. NO ONE, no matter what. i will stitch on the altar cloth. i will just Go with the scrap feed mulching of the vegetables. i will look. Look Closely.
