do i take Her?
just some on the branch. Already, i can feel the influence of the Hill. Jenny describes to me the overhead canopy of branches and how the poison oak vines are "really quite beautiful", she says,
how they travel over head. Branch to branch, tree to tree. Her, who gets a patch of ITCH everytime she works there. No one else does. But then, none of them go into the thick of it. Just her.
my daughter.
so...i can already feel the Hill as i work on this Cloth and i look at that diamond with a dot on the face of the woman and i can feel, how once i get there, and am there for a few days or some days, i will make that mark on my own face. My skin. With what?...don't know. but i will. I might be the only one to see it. OR, maybe i will do it when the kids are around? How might i explain that? or will i even bother.
Old Nana has a diamond and a dot on her face today. maybe good enough. Jenny and Alyssia wouldn't blink an eye. Old hippy. then New Age mama. Now an Old Dog Old Nana.
i worked the pellet bucket with Sunny Ray and Jack Flash today. Making them follow me. Sometimes into their feed bowls which i would move here to there, sometimes from my hand. Sunny Ray being such a total mess of bodily fluid and desert sand, but he nuzzled the pellets from my palm and really, his lips left no stink...how amazing....
I LOVE Goats.
