i've been a barely adequate nurse

for two days.

my dad thought nursing would be a good career for me.

i thought

i'd like to be an artist,

whatever that was.

my partner is healing from a successful hernia operation.

helped by so many good wishes from friends:

my initial made by therese,

gold on walnut,

i like that.

and here i am watching gary frost

using the plough at syracuse university's bird library's conservation lab.

a photo found in the ethers by tim ely!

it's from when my hair was more brown than white.

~~~

about the book project:

the printing is complete,

we think,

after a really frustrating day

when only one side would print on the big press.

the next day an elf brought over a stack of printed magic.

my happy dance

wrecked my photo.

the printing was excellent,

the photography lousy.

i can only say that all my photos were like this,

i was so excited!

i harvested slippery elm bark

as the ferns came along,

they are MUCH bigger now,

now, when it's 90 out.

ugh!

and here's a little something-

a stationers binding that i saw online

and didn't save the source.

but i quite like it.

~~~

surfacing here a little bit to say that i am swamped

but fine, sniffling the pollen,

but

feelin' allright.

nursing with a smile.