i woke this morning in one of those uhhh, particularly acute sensory modes. i sat. watching the Light come. i Loved my house. and i thought about how if maybe a photojournalist was wandering america doing a "piece" about how people love their houses, it might not occur to him to stop here. from the general area, s/he might not imagine that someone would Love their house. so s/he would miss a story of great great Love. i love my house more than i have loved any lover. and i love it most early in any day, when the dawn reveals the beauty of it to me...over and over and over. i never tire of it. and looking today, because the curtains are still off as i am waiting for the UPS delivery of the Miracle Mop to wash the ceiling, it was inordinately beautiful. the naked windows.
and all tangled in this love, i suddenly understood things about this Purpose Less Ness thing. and was lost in thinking about it when i was jarred from that sacred space by a
KNOCK on the door. Whaaa and EEEEEEEEEEEEEE someone was actually knocking on the DOOR and it wasn't just barely light....and it was my brother's friend from Minnesota who winters in Mexico every year and has in the past stopped here on his way through. he is a very good person and it was ok, but he does have the phone number..... anyway....my reverie was ended and i spent the next 4 hours
talking.
and i realized, when he left at almost noon, that Purpose Less Ness takes time.
trying a variety of things at hand, this will work for the time being. there had been a hook latch that afforded enough space to stick your hand in and un do. this S hook pulls it too tight. ok. Now, it will need to be how it's done here in New Mexico. if you arrive at someone's gate and they are not expecting you, you honk your horn. or, if your horn doesn't work, you yell their name. if no one comes, you go away. so half the day was gone.
and i wanted to put more pics here, about Purpose Less Ness. but it's taking beyond forever for them to download and it's not the way i want to spend these final moments of light of This Day.
so, am giving up. Maybe to try again tomorrow. Maybe not.
