this morning felt off. But once OUTSIDE, everything came into focus. Joanne, blog Wednesday's Child, jsuley.blogspot.com nudged me forward. She's teaching a class at her Library in Maine on Permaculture Gardening. I've read a lot. But reading a lot doesn't equal doing. I instinctively respond to the No Till concept, more so, here, in this Forest Place. But....cardboard Oh eee. but with making these first beds for the dye plants, in space where so many of the grass people live. EEEEeee again. I really want the dye plants to make it this year...indigo, madder....and i need just a small space for that. So, ok, cardboard and i ask the grasspeople for just this much space. So much left for them. Just this much.
i pushed back what i'd brought with the rake, going down to the earth and placed the cardboard. Which was made easier for me because Jenny had brought it last summer. Thinking we might use it to discourage the poison oak, but it's just lay there through the summer and to now and, Now, it's soft and already beginning to transform/decompose....soft, pliable, earthlike, i can think. So this is one bed. There needs to be another. Tomorrow.
Way in the far away back you can see SunnyRay as he watches the doe Goats set out. In between working , i sat and watched him. His focused attention on the does. His standing, alert.
and they go. SUN today, after days of RAIN RAIN RAIN there is SUN and they once again retrace their pattern of movement, which is quite soft and gentle and reassring,...the pattern of it, they follow a design that they have made, morning till dark. Their hooves like stitching
