paper and mark making helps
me to think see things I often miss otherwise
the image is rarely about a
thought but the seeing beyond looking understanding
wrestling with progress projections
place in the now begins with taking time to sit
shaman pilgrim journeywoman
none are truth all are glimmers as I breath in light
Spent time discussing the wee
flock I am about to be a shareholder of, sleeping partner but certainly
interested and active in my way so seeking out best price for electric mesh fencing etc. The gals look like they
will arrive the beginning of September if all the paperwork gets approved.
Shetland and Bluefaced Leicesters pure bred and cross bred.
Continued working on
bathroom, and began to consider what needs packing up in kitchen and what else
I can take to charity shops put on Freecycle or give to people I know. Now have
some decent packing boxes so contents can sit in carport safely then I will be
able to use them for storage in work room etc after next stage of building work
is completed.
A poem by Muriel Rukeyser
called ‘Waking This Morning’ found me today.
Truly a remarkable vision of 'tree'. To me it is a tree lit by the Northern Lights.
Posted by: Cathy wilson | August 2010 at 18:12