August. The hard month. But....this year, not in the ordinary hard way. Maybe i didn't expect things to Stand to Reason???
because there seems to be less reason to Stand To? and/or coming to some place where i just no longer have the same parameters? Whatever...there is Release. Today there was Wind....not breeze, but Wind winding up that road up this Hill, flowing up from Jack's edge down there the wind chime singing the release from the Heat. September. Open. We move toward Rain months. These days are
precious
a word i am conflicted about. precious. But they are. precious days. gentle days. Let them be so.
