there is a simultaneity to this growth

and my return

and my recovery from jet-lag brain.

i found a rock book on my walk at home

but at the place i'm now calling Home

i heard a symphony of robin and woodcock and peepers and frogs

friday night

that made my heart sing right along.

even though the fool played april

i've been looking at what i've brought backfrom oz

not all of it tangible

in fact much of it

not.

i loved this little pod

and was gifted by a student

at the grampians.

i've been asked to return to the grampians

to teach a master class.

i'm thinking about this amazing opportunity.

i finally located a copy of this

to read on the LONG ride home.

i also traded for this zine

which i found to be somewhat disappointing,

not the trade, but the quality of the piece,

an editor was needed.

gifts and abundance

triggering thoughts and imaginings.

and the work of john wolseley

which i wanted to see more than i can say

but missed.

some bones were waiting my hands

one of which i injured on my first morning there,

but is better now.

emu feathers

i intend to weave with.

scales dyed madder red

and the one cloth i brought from the long dyeing session with felicity.

this was waiting for me

from catherine,

and i still haven't opened it

but i will!

and i am scheduling my teaching

for life after public school teaching

retirement at the end of june-

some summer commitments,

a wedding,

residencies

teaching and learning

and my house for sale, still.

i am hoping it will sell

and i will be fully moved to the place i call

HOME.