Next to the Morning Chair there is a wooden box, about 18" wide X 3ft long and probably close to 18" deep. It acts as a table. There's books on it, the wood matches for the fire lighting, a jelly glass with pens and stuff. sometimes sewing stuff but this morning not because i'd cleaned all that off when i thought we were going to be moving the futon frames. But there was this
i think it was part of a hem of something. I'd walnut dyed it a year or more ago...it had been White and a more bright blue. So i began the day with the scissors, cutting it free from it's stitching, opening it up. And then i washed it in my hand in the kitchen sink to see if i could get the creases to let go
B side
A side
both, wet. It's lighter dried but not much really. And that's how the day began and kind of continued. Kind of an altered state somehow. I was outside a lot because the day after tomorrow there will be a cold snap...love that "snap"....the word of it but not the reality of it and it drizzled off and on too and i stayed out in the Albatros during 2 periods of drizzle to see what the Goats were doing...WAS Nogal letting Tenzen into their shelter? I never found out. Tenzen just was moving around in the rain. Don't know if it was his choice...rain was very light...or....
Gideon and Flash cuddle close under their portico. and the Doe Goats, well, they are all so sheltered IN, inside the Albatros. so i shoveled and loaded the wheelbarrow with manure and scrap hay and hauled 4 barrow fulls to the garden beds and in between i just looked at that denim futon cover, wondering if i liked it or not and then Jamie called of Sydney and Jamie the Two Moms of Talula saying she had cooked and some people were coming and since i'd gone to Sydney's the other day she wondered if i'd come to her house and
so i went, which was out of character completely because it was not till 5 at the earliest and was IN TOWN (which is really very close) but i went because i am experimenting with things and it was nice but once again i only managed till 6 something and was home by 20 minutes to 7. And i built the fire and sat down to wonder about myself and why i was feeling so adrift and realized it was because i missed the conversation with E. Gilbert, even tho from her it was written on a page and from me, was only in my head.....
