here, again

the sky

 to the south and west was wild

and to the east,

here,

was quiet

 turning to this

that view--
turning

 i saw there was some action
where that white and bruised indigo meet

that's where the new place is!
and indeed there was a thunderstorm.

 back to the east there were 

delicious, qiuet

 i've been enjoying reading 
robert macfarlane, 
thinking about words and land

 many colors and threads,
mostly indigo and evergreen
around here, anyway.

~~~

continuing walking i find this 

 coyote berryeater has been by

 leaving notice all up and down the middle of the road

one for each night,

 walkers beware!

coyote is announcing stuff! 

 chamomile is richer than
i've ever seen it here before. 

 paths: coyote?

whitetail?

gray fox?

cottontal or showshoe hare?

 here, we got a paintwork

 strong color

 oh

 oh

 and then a second one showed up

 clouds lowered and a few drops hit
but i didn't get wet, not very.

looking down 
at my feet was a little bookish chunk of steel.

~~~

my wizard friend
carol blinn

presented me with this:

 a little book showcasing my paper

out of the blue

(and the press)

here it is with one of the latins newly named.

 at w.s.w. i took a chance on some weird pop.

  nifty bottles

and the flavors were curious
they say
BOTANICALLY BREWED
(so appropriate, maybe i should name my blog this!)

 and then this

became this

 a dye experiment

on spun lokta.
and then as i've been thinking and working 
with blossoms

i printed with daylily blossoms
the ones that drip rich magenta
syrup 
on the green leaves below 

so i contact printed/dyed on piece of case paper and 
teamed it up with indigo
and we'll see where they go 

 daylily and one lone hibiscus 
spent blossoms...
that weird experiment above?

we're half way through.

not a fan

i am definitely not a fan

of daylight savings time.

i go home

later now because of the new school

and a student i tutor

and it will be dark so early.

arrgh.

 so the week we just 

said goodbye to

was full.

many

 books came to my house:

 but by far

the most special was this one

another by carol blinn

guess what it's about!

 beaver are newly busy

over at the new place

 they get to work and nail the aspens

stealth chewers,

 better than a tupper lake logger.

 this startled me on my walk tonight

 all light and shadow

and edges

 two feed sacks on the

barbed wire

we had a big wind on friday

as the front moved through.

 a textile?

 a fence.

 and the six calves

separated from their mums

came trotting and snorting and asking

for a photo shoot

how could i not oblige?

another edge

in front of my pasture.

autumn today, really chilly

clear, sunny, hat and mittens weather

again.