A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

An enchanting walk along the hills this morning. It started out chilly and gray and then the sun showed up and made everything smile. I walked up and down and all around and found fields of these everywhere…

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listened to this insightful talk this morning, thanks LaVonne.

and found a perfect tree for her…

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She’s not terribly pretty but she has beautiful lips and she’s dancing in the breeze under the dappled shade of a pine tree.

Namaste.

and yet another…

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 I pulled into this parking spot, went in and bought some chocolate chip cookies and when I got back to the car and looked out the window, I saw this perfect tree. It’s a busy place, I’m sure it was noticed quickly.

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

William Butler Yeats

Namaste

Third Release

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I was so happy to hear that someone came upon my first “release” in the almost wild. I have not heard a peep about the second and I wonder. It was an old stitched pieced of a nude. Too risque? Maybe.  Oh well. I hope it finds a happy home and that someone will let me know.

This third was a quick tie up to a tree and run as it’s on a well traveled path and it is a holiday weekend. Lots of people in town so I know it will be found fast.

Who knew this could be so fun?

Geocaching my stash…

This getting rid of all your worldly possessions thing has been really easy AND really really hard. Goodwill has gotten loads and loads of my stuff but there are some things I think are not Goodwill “material”. Stuff I’ve made over the years mostly that I no longer have room for. So, I’ve decided to start planting these things along the “verge” and other places. I’m starting today. I’ll wrap it and “plant” it somewhere with my blessings and good wishes and hopes that whoever discovers it will find some use for it.

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Sitting On The Rim

I brought a nasty bug home with me from my short visit with the kids. 

NASTY. 

I appear to be on the mend. 
SLOWLY.
If each day falls
inside each night,
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
We need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.
Pablo Neruda

Sick baby

I’m visiting with the very sick grand baby. 
Conversation yesterday went something like this:
Me: Do you need to go to the potty?
Chips: No, I’m pissed at the potty.
Me: why?
Chips: Cause it’s white.
Me: You don’t like the potty cause it’s white?
Chips: yeth, I want a green potty.
I’m heading home this afternoon, my snuggle battery almost fully charged. Oh these babies and my beautiful daughter. I adore them.