i like days that have Gaps. Gaps of drift. Drift that has no agenda, goes where ever of its own accord. Monday wasn't like that. and i woke Tuesday thinking. Was it just me? or?????? So i decided to write it down. because it wasn't just Monday, it is "lately"...accentuated since the kid Goats have been born, but also before that. So i wrote the date. like i do, in the stenographers pad i use as written journal...wrote the date and wrote 9:25 am. Finished morning feed and water. I intended to record the whole day, hour by hour or, task by task. Thinking i might see more clearly, Time. Maybe there WERE gaps and i was just not appreciating them??? Maybe the days are not so FULL as they seem? So.
i woke this morning to look at that entry and there it was and then
it was blank. The day ran away with itself.
The day was FULL of Everything. The Goats are more complicated now with different feed events because of Caroline and the kid Goats. Because we have shifted to evening feed being pellets instead of hay. That in itself. But beyond that is the constancy of the Goats uhhhhh , their sense of no schedule, so they are constantly checking, IN CASE it might be feeding time...which i find crazy...there is food all over these 6 acres, but Goats are Goats and they like Easy. They like very much being Fed. So they are aware of me and my movements through the day....come check. Just in case. And they are Loud when they check. 11 Doe Goats make a Lot of sound. And over There, is Caroline and her kids, separated, making their own selves known.
so Goats. and then, there's the Wall Garden where seeds have been planted and now just beginning to come up from their little coverings of earth...some not yet...and it NEEDS attention and WATER.
and there's no Gaps.
it will even out in days to come. But for now, no gaps. no drift. Coming up from late water at the Wall Garden i thought about the many many women who have tended land. Tended life in times of great challenge. How all over the Planet Now, women tend to life. with no gaps of drift in much more dire circumstance. ok. what else is there to say.
