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New Eyes…

Yesterday morning I had a dream that we were moving into a new place and
I was beyond excited. I don’t remember anything else about the dream 
except that breathless fresh  feeling.
We’ve lived in this house for a very long time and though I love this house, there
are many things I don’t like about it and I would move on in a heart beat should the
opportunity and the perfect alternative present itself. 
In other words, we ain’t goin’ nowhere.
For now.
So, I am challenging myself to see something in this house, everyday, in a new way.
That other challenge of not using the car in town, has worked out 
pretty well so I have high hopes.

PS…
for Ms Moon

New Eyes…

Yesterday morning I had a dream that we were moving into a new place and
I was beyond excited. I don’t remember anything else about the dream 
except that breathless fresh  feeling.
We’ve lived in this house for a very long time and though I love this house, there
are many things I don’t like about it and I would move on in a heart beat should the
opportunity and the perfect alternative present itself. 
In other words, we ain’t goin’ nowhere.
For now.
So, I am challenging myself to see something in this house, everyday, in a new way.
That other challenge of not using the car in town, has worked out 
pretty well so I have high hopes.

PS…
for Ms Moon

The Crone’s Concoctions

I am still mostly pretending I don’t have a car and walking everywhere in town. 
Lu isn’t liking it much as the ranch is a drive away and when we set off for
a walk to the PO, the only one she can manage from the house, she pulls me towards
the truck and shoots laser beams of hate when I say “NO, it’s town or nothing”.
You’ve never seen such a put upon bulldog.
The wild fennel growing all over town is tall and about to give up it’s seeds 
which make a fine face wash if you have oily skin. I’ve been concocting creams of late. 
My skin has taken a turn. An ugly turn. 
I’m suddenly dealing with breakouts and bumps and having tried all 
sorts of store bought washes and getting no results I’ve decided to take 
matters into my own hands.  
Yesterday I re-made a batch of milk and honey face cream for
both washing and moisturizing. This second attempt yielded a much
better consistency, the first separating and having a gummy feel was tossed
down the sink. 
This new batch is not quite right either. The powdered milk didn’t 
dissolve completely so next time I’ll try cooking it longer or mashing
it up first.
I feel like Crone at her cauldron.
An acne prone crone.

The Crone’s Concoctions

I am still mostly pretending I don’t have a car and walking everywhere in town. 
Lu isn’t liking it much as the ranch is a drive away and when we set off for
a walk to the PO, the only one she can manage from the house, she pulls me towards
the truck and shoots laser beams of hate when I say “NO, it’s town or nothing”.
You’ve never seen such a put upon bulldog.
The wild fennel growing all over town is tall and about to give up it’s seeds 
which make a fine face wash if you have oily skin. I’ve been concocting creams of late. 
My skin has taken a turn. An ugly turn. 
I’m suddenly dealing with breakouts and bumps and having tried all 
sorts of store bought washes and getting no results I’ve decided to take 
matters into my own hands.  
Yesterday I re-made a batch of milk and honey face cream for
both washing and moisturizing. This second attempt yielded a much
better consistency, the first separating and having a gummy feel was tossed
down the sink. 
This new batch is not quite right either. The powdered milk didn’t 
dissolve completely so next time I’ll try cooking it longer or mashing
it up first.
I feel like Crone at her cauldron.
An acne prone crone.

The Crone’s Concoctions

I am still mostly pretending I don’t have a car and walking everywhere in town. 
Lu isn’t liking it much as the ranch is a drive away and when we set off for
a walk to the PO, the only one she can manage from the house, she pulls me towards
the truck and shoots laser beams of hate when I say “NO, it’s town or nothing”.
You’ve never seen such a put upon bulldog.
The wild fennel growing all over town is tall and about to give up it’s seeds 
which make a fine face wash if you have oily skin. I’ve been concocting creams of late. 
My skin has taken a turn. An ugly turn. 
I’m suddenly dealing with breakouts and bumps and having tried all 
sorts of store bought washes and getting no results I’ve decided to take 
matters into my own hands.  
Yesterday I re-made a batch of milk and honey face cream for
both washing and moisturizing. This second attempt yielded a much
better consistency, the first separating and having a gummy feel was tossed
down the sink. 
This new batch is not quite right either. The powdered milk didn’t 
dissolve completely so next time I’ll try cooking it longer or mashing
it up first.
I feel like Crone at her cauldron.
An acne prone crone.

Dear Photoshop…

Please stop being so mean!
Our computer is acting cranky and out of sorts. Photoshop  is being particularly snippy and aloof, not
wanting to play with my pictures, suddenly not recognizing my photo program so that I’ve got
to devise sneaky ways of getting my photos in to play. 
Nonetheless.
I played for a short while this morning when I could have been standing on my head
and/or twisting my spine. 
There is still time.
 

Dear Photoshop…

Please stop being so mean!
Our computer is acting cranky and out of sorts. Photoshop  is being particularly snippy and aloof, not
wanting to play with my pictures, suddenly not recognizing my photo program so that I’ve got
to devise sneaky ways of getting my photos in to play. 
Nonetheless.
I played for a short while this morning when I could have been standing on my head
and/or twisting my spine. 
There is still time.
 

Dear Photoshop…

Please stop being so mean!
Our computer is acting cranky and out of sorts. Photoshop  is being particularly snippy and aloof, not
wanting to play with my pictures, suddenly not recognizing my photo program so that I’ve got
to devise sneaky ways of getting my photos in to play. 
Nonetheless.
I played for a short while this morning when I could have been standing on my head
and/or twisting my spine. 
There is still time.
 
Lu was a bad girl yesterday…
Had a bath and then decided to take another one. Without water.
A dirt bath. 
She likes those best of all.
So she got another bath and that one wasn’t in the tub it was in the
yard with a hose. 
Grrrr.
She’s a movie star when we go for walks in town.
People stop and pet her and give her treats and tell
me about the bulldogs they know and love.
This morning we ran into a woman who stopped to chat and
she was one of those people who have never met a stranger.
She told me all about her dogs, showed me pictures and told me
all about her nephew Seth who had a girlfriend for 7 years but
how she left him when he lost his job and house on the beach and
how he’s baby sitting the two goldens and her neighbor has the
two shih tzus and how she’ll have to take care of his new girlfriend’s
bulldog when they go on their cruise and…..
you get the picture.
Lu had to come home and take a nap…
but I didn’t. 
I loved this woman.
I loved everything about her. 
Her colorful blouse and black
cropped pants, her knock you down on your ass Bronx accent, how she 
wasn’t the least bit afraid to be who she is and how refreshing that is.
We talked about how beautiful it is here and how she’d love to move here but can’t afford to
but that maybe when her husband kicks it she can use the insurance for a small 
cottage. 
How free and wonderful is that? 
A woman with a wicked sense of humor who isn’t afraid to use it.
She made me happy.
Thank you lady in front of the antique store.

Lu was a bad girl yesterday…
Had a bath and then decided to take another one. Without water.
A dirt bath. 
She likes those best of all.
So she got another bath and that one wasn’t in the tub it was in the
yard with a hose. 
Grrrr.
She’s a movie star when we go for walks in town.
People stop and pet her and give her treats and tell
me about the bulldogs they know and love.
This morning we ran into a woman who stopped to chat and
she was one of those people who have never met a stranger.
She told me all about her dogs, showed me pictures and told me
all about her nephew Seth who had a girlfriend for 7 years but
how she left him when he lost his job and house on the beach and
how he’s baby sitting the two goldens and her neighbor has the
two shih tzus and how she’ll have to take care of his new girlfriend’s
bulldog when they go on their cruise and…..
you get the picture.
Lu had to come home and take a nap…
but I didn’t. 
I loved this woman.
I loved everything about her. 
Her colorful blouse and black
cropped pants, her knock you down on your ass Bronx accent, how she 
wasn’t the least bit afraid to be who she is and how refreshing that is.
We talked about how beautiful it is here and how she’d love to move here but can’t afford to
but that maybe when her husband kicks it she can use the insurance for a small 
cottage. 
How free and wonderful is that? 
A woman with a wicked sense of humor who isn’t afraid to use it.
She made me happy.
Thank you lady in front of the antique store.

Lu was a bad girl yesterday…
Had a bath and then decided to take another one. Without water.
A dirt bath. 
She likes those best of all.
So she got another bath and that one wasn’t in the tub it was in the
yard with a hose. 
Grrrr.
She’s a movie star when we go for walks in town.
People stop and pet her and give her treats and tell
me about the bulldogs they know and love.
This morning we ran into a woman who stopped to chat and
she was one of those people who have never met a stranger.
She told me all about her dogs, showed me pictures and told me
all about her nephew Seth who had a girlfriend for 7 years but
how she left him when he lost his job and house on the beach and
how he’s baby sitting the two goldens and her neighbor has the
two shih tzus and how she’ll have to take care of his new girlfriend’s
bulldog when they go on their cruise and…..
you get the picture.
Lu had to come home and take a nap…
but I didn’t. 
I loved this woman.
I loved everything about her. 
Her colorful blouse and black
cropped pants, her knock you down on your ass Bronx accent, how she 
wasn’t the least bit afraid to be who she is and how refreshing that is.
We talked about how beautiful it is here and how she’d love to move here but can’t afford to
but that maybe when her husband kicks it she can use the insurance for a small 
cottage. 
How free and wonderful is that? 
A woman with a wicked sense of humor who isn’t afraid to use it.
She made me happy.
Thank you lady in front of the antique store.

As of today I am pretending I don’t have a vehicle
in the driveway. I’m walking to the PO, grocery store,library and anywhere in town I need to go.
Please feel free to remind me every day as I am prone
to 
1.laziness &
2. forgetfulness
This pledge/fantasy will only be in effect until the rains come.
We used to take long walks all the time but have taken
to the under 20 minute walk. Haiku walks. We would walk and 
talk and solve all the world’s problems. The change is mostly due
to Lu’s inability to walk very far and our inability to 
carry her home. 
Well I’ll just have to take her for a short one and then go on about my business.


 
As of today I am pretending I don’t have a vehicle
in the driveway. I’m walking to the PO, grocery store,library and anywhere in town I need to go.
Please feel free to remind me every day as I am prone
to 
1.laziness &
2. forgetfulness
This pledge/fantasy will only be in effect until the rains come.
We used to take long walks all the time but have taken
to the under 20 minute walk. Haiku walks. We would walk and 
talk and solve all the world’s problems. The change is mostly due
to Lu’s inability to walk very far and our inability to 
carry her home. 
Well I’ll just have to take her for a short one and then go on about my business.


 
As of today I am pretending I don’t have a vehicle
in the driveway. I’m walking to the PO, grocery store,library and anywhere in town I need to go.
Please feel free to remind me every day as I am prone
to 
1.laziness &
2. forgetfulness
This pledge/fantasy will only be in effect until the rains come.
We used to take long walks all the time but have taken
to the under 20 minute walk. Haiku walks. We would walk and 
talk and solve all the world’s problems. The change is mostly due
to Lu’s inability to walk very far and our inability to 
carry her home. 
Well I’ll just have to take her for a short one and then go on about my business.


 

Aromatherapy

The old studio door.
I can hardly remember what that old studio looked like now. 
It was a hot mess I remember that. It started out as a dirt floor falling
down garage that was dark and stanky and scary to go into. 
For the last two or three weeks my two Ficus plants have been dropping 
leaves like they were fixing to die. It has slowed down to about two or three
leaves a day now. I don’t know what got them all worked up and carrying on 
that way but I’m glad they’ve settled down.
I’ve decided to spend as much of this day outdoors as possible. 
Here it is almost the end of summer and I’ve not spent more
than a few hours out in our yard all summer and it looks it too. 
Almost all the plums have fallen from the tree. I’ve made one plum cake and two
plum crisps. The rest have been eaten by critters, one of which I suspect is a bulldog, from 
the smell of things in the living room.