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Goodness, freely given

 

i had a new headlamp for him .  He wasn't wearing it and was in the house when a shadow moved and i called him.  He came and yes.   Toad.  We spent some time just being near him.  Then we touched him  a little and he didn't mind.  So,  then,  after discussing it,  picked him up and set him in the Spa which seemed to be a good thing.  Julian set his headlamp on the rock so he could look around.

 

the end of the 100's

Ok then.  we've done it.  This isn't anything different.  There is always a strip of 100+ somewhere in May or June and then we settle in to the 90's.  Tomorrow.  90 something.  So, OK.

 

This is Komatsuna.   A MustardSpinach kind of thing.  For anyone living in hot places where Spinach tends to bolt,  this is just FINE.   From morning on,  it droops, and ends up looking all fainted.  But during the night,   pulls itself together and is Fine again in the morning.  I love to use it for roll ups,  has large strong leaves.   

 

this is Tatuma,  a summer squash,  planted as an experiment in a large landscape pot...black....which there is question about...does the black pot absorbe too much heat?,  but i see here that it's not.   I give a lot of water every Eve and tho this pot is in direct Sun throughout the day till early eve,  it has been fine.  Has been fine in this week of over 100 degrees.

 

First green bean.   Just after taking this pic,  i ate it.  Crunchy.  Green.   i ate photosynthesis.

 

 

 

 

Finished.  Finished.   And now, i just want to make More.

 

the Mexican Feather Grass is in it's Glory.   The kids are On the Road.   To arrive sometime tomorrow.   To arrive when  this Place is in it's Glory.   GREENING,  BEGINNING to fulfill it's grand purpose.   They will arrive this time in this moment and i am so so glad....that they can see what i see.   i notice how i like to repeat things.   i guess i do.  i like to repeat.  and so...To see What  I see.   Alyssia grew up here part of Her time.   She remembers a lot.  This will be Good.   She also knows the Goats.   The Goats will remember her.  

 

a Goldilocks moment ....... and Later

 so...Ultra Competent Me has reconnected the swamp cooler.  Replaced all the pads.  chipped and scrubbed off the sediment from everything.  Re hooked up the pump.   Discovered that the tubing that delivers the water to the drip system has cracks and needs to be replaced.  Easy Peasy, tomorrow i'll get some.  Change it out.   Added water to the water pan with the hose to give it a try out and.....

TA DA!  COOOOOOOOOL AIR !      but the Goldilocks hitch is that it is

noisey.  The fan,  that is a barrel fan inside,  whirls furiously and well but is     noisey.  I'd forgotten how noisey.   However.  There is cool air.   AND i did it myself.   Instead of standing there, starring at it until someone else came to check it out.  

It's really quite a wonderful system for DRY places,  no humidity.  

There are panels on the sides,  that always were shredded aspen,  now, made of other things.  Am trying out one of the other things because the aspen sags half way through summer.  But my guess is that i'll go back to that because half way through summer,  the sediment in our water builds  up on whatever pads are there.  Need replacement.    Anyway...there is an electric pump that pumps water up and into a spidery arrangement of tubes at the top which sends water dribbling down the pads.  As the noisey fan pulls air through these wet pads,  COOL AIR is blown in.   It's a very rudimentary affair.  Very inexpensive,  uses very little water,  and works.   I should have taken pics but was too intent, too sweaty.  But i did it.  SMILE.

Morning through Hollyhocks

 

one of the Toad spas.  Evidence that it had been used during the night.   more SMILE.

 

LAter:

Alz B's son came to check my Ultra Competence and pointed out that one of the three panels was partially dry.  So ok.  Tomorrow i'll figure out a way to clean the little slits that allow the water to drip.  ok.  So...well,  sort of Ultra Competent.  But he also brought me this

a Tananger that was found during the reroofing of Alz B's home.  Lodged between things,  perfect,  so light of form it weighs Nothing in your hand.  Nothing.   Form from which Spirit has flown.

 

and i Gave Water tonight totally by heart.   When i got to it,  it was dark.  Dark.  So, i moved slowly.  The sound of water from the hose and WIND who came to cool the earth after such a long hot day with Plant People limp with effort to simply maintain,  let alone grow.  

 

 

 

 

 

still "warm" ~ then later. Later................

nothing much to show.   just going slow.  slow.  slow. slow.

 

for awhile, like a few days,  have felt like i can't let this one go.   Needed to KEEP it.  but today,  waking from a nap,  that was gone.  I don't need to keep it.    And i wondered why i thought so much i did?,  and it turns out that it is the smalle doodle here,  in the middle....just ink markings on muslin.   It's been floating around for years,   just as is and i have loved it.   It was suddenly The Thing to place here.   So, it's letting go of that.  But also letting go of the All that made it right in this Cloth.    I know tho now, that the Making is now Inside me.  Has become a part of me.  and it's Good.

 

today, mostly, it's the SKY.  This Cloth has "asked for" things, all along.  Things i didn't think of as necessary,  and to day it wanted Sun.  ok.  Deb Lacativa's thread...and there was such a good sense of Rightness to this.  ok.

7:40 p.m. and i am sweating.  Naked again.  Sweating.  Neighbor Sydney and her daughter Talulah came a while ago to get some FRESH  Goat manure for a poltice Sydney is making for some woman's fruit tree that has borers.  I had to put my Water Dress on.   or...???,  maybe i didn't???,  but i did and we gathered it as it came out.    The recipe called for a "scoop".  How much is a ....scoop?.....

so, we collected that.  Done.  and  Sun is just now heading for the Rim.   There's some WIND and i got word that my granddaughter Alyssia,  her half sister Veronika and my greatgrandson Julian will arrive here on Saturday for three days.   I think of this as i wait a while more to Give water.

 

GIVING WATER.   

Sun approaches the Rim and i go out.   Letting the water run slow,  on the Seep function of the nozzle.

 

at the base of the Young Cottenwood.

 

sitting on the log of the cucumber bed,  which is mostly eaten up by Something now, but replanted yesterday.  Sitting and looking at this Old Mexican Elderberry which is ....uhhh,   well, lets just say Quiet this year.

 

 

and looking Over,  thinking again how i might make a passage way for the Goats.  From the Way Back,  Through,  Through to the Middle.  How it would give them a Choice.  Of their own accord.  Where to be.  

 

 

it would be inconvenient for me.   I would have to have the helper guy who has lead in his balls build me two more gates.   So i could bring wood over in the winter.  In the winter,  when Wind is Sharp and Hard,  it would be ....inconvenient.   But i am looking.

 

 

 

 

Snowbunny listens to me Thinking

 

 

and i am back to where i started.   I finished Giving water.  I filled the Goats water bowls and tubs.  It's so dark now,  i was working by memory.  Time goes fast.  and i think....What is Time FOR?  What's it all FOR?

and if i did this,  this corridor from Way Back to Middle,   how for sure it would exclude me from ever having a beautiful...............yard.   But then,  how much happiness it would give them to suddenly decide to go somewhere else????????????????????

104 degrees Outside, who knows what, in this little Tin house

so after a longer than imagined day with the Old Cowboy,  and then the laundromat,  where the washer got stuck on prewash while i went to feed store, grocery store and got gas,  young man readjusted it and i went to hardware came back and it was stuck on rinse.  oh well....

 

 

 

and as the swamp cooler is not yet working,  a naked lady sat in front of the Oscillating Fan named Owen and finished the earth,  began the sky.

 

as inane as it always seems...........VOTE.

Morning takes me OutSide, Cloth pulls me back In, Plants call me OutSide, Cloth pulls me back. In~Out i feel it in my feet

 

 

 

and this email photograph just now from Cynthia

 

and i'm thinking of the word  Numinous.  Numinous....in communion with the holy other

Heat

This is the month. Nothing forcast less than 97, with some of those over 100 degree days. And how it is. I'd like to watch this more closely than i have. Watch how the Use of the Day differs now. How early Morning becomes so critical. I'd like to watch more closely how the Goats work it. This might become important to know. The Goats had company today. Alz B's daughter came. From Seattle. She set up in their rain shelter, just sitting in there, as it was the only real shade at that hour and they came and went from her. She was happy as a clam in that poopy straw place (dry poop) but it inspired me to continue looking for someone around who might really like being with them. So...soon, i'll put up another flyer at the grocery store. I KNOW there's someone. And Bill offered some good ideas about resurrecting the Salon.  They had enjoyed rubbing against it and it had collapsed.   So,  i'll try again soon.

 

and i began the morning going back to Joan at CopperCreekers blog to listen more to Rising Appalachia  Sunu and got all energized by that AGAIN,  and remembering how in my other lives i used to Decorate myself and got as far as 

 

this.  Two little braids of the hair that is so ALMOST long enough to be captured in the barrette but not quite but also doesn't seem to want to.... so i braided them.   But then ran quickly out of interest.  It was nice in the moment tho.

 

and some more birds.   Maybe enough birds.  

Finished The Soil Will Save Us and yes,  i do have HOPE.   It is an excellent book and the last half is a clear and great picture of how more and more dyed in the wool Agriculturists are looking at these practices with Interest.  All around the Planet.  Some for altruistic reasons,  but many others, because it WORKS.   So,  it looks to me like a Win Win and might at the very least Buy some time.

and maybe the best of reading it is that there is a whole  new and renewed sense of what i am doing Out There as being more than what meets the eye.  Photosynthesis.  Photosynthesis.  Even the "weeds".  I look at how GREEN the "dread" Kochia is.  Photosynthesis.  Healing disturbed earth.  That's what weeds are for.  Healing.  Many new and very good thoughts.