Change. I don't know what or how. It might be me that changes? or Things? but a sense of it. And that procrastination....i have been doing things that i could have done since last spring even. Like today i finally pulled the two big tarps up from where they've been all to the side of the road up, disarray, how every time i passed them i thought i should do something and every time didn't. One is 30 something ft long. We covered the entire roof of this travel trailer with it last year because of those Atmospheric Rivers of Rain. In spring it got removed and lumped over, halfway down that hill, under the trees. Today i pulled them over the gravel and stretched them, swept them, hosed them off. folded and rolled. tied with feed bale twine and set over where we store things. Done. After i'd hosed them i left them to dry and came back a couple hours later to fold and roll and as i did, i flicked off what i thought was a clump of dirt but BRAIN that SEES more than i do said....WAIT! LOOK AGAIN! and here was this small friend...a shell, but i put it in my palm and Immediately s/he came out to see what was going on. NO HESITATION, Out, the things that extend, extending, righting Self and on the MOVE.
I've forgotten what i know about Snails. Need to go read. But what a BeautyFULL creature, so vulnerable but so trusting in the Going. i want to be like this snail as whatever is Different takes place.
the Greening is in full swing.
