long view

 vertigo for me
i hate towers and bridges,
and this one here is totally see through steel mesh.
shudder.
yet i persevered.
  i could see for miles
 and miles
 and miles
 and miles
 and miles
 and miles
 and miles. here
from the road to the new place i call home
 where this big one
 greets me as the sun
goes down.
 inside i examine
a woodcock
 a strange bird
that i learned
 when i fist came to the north country.
his call is odd,
his eyes way up high
his body awkward
and yet he flies here in spring and was, until a couple of days ago
still found here.
this one will be a meal.
i must get used to having fresh fowl around
as well as fresh vegetables,
and my favorites, 
the wild berries.

bliss

i can safely say there is some bliss happening
each day i wake to the sound of birdsong
and some nights i go to sleep to the sounds of...
er...
coyotes singing in the background as
a startled deer snorts
then
a gray fox
yodeling away with some firmness
i think she's a mama doing her best for her brood
and then
a very very angry raccoon
snarling and scritching for some time
probably has something to do with the gray fox and my empty barn.

once the convicts were found
the most local color took over.

and then there are the wildflowers...
a rich wet and cool spring has brought them on
brilliantly
in a way i can't remember!

and there is news:
Picture

the site is alive and kicking and the brochure is out,
the classes will fill up with some urgency
if i remember right from last time.
go over and take a look!
~~~
we work and work,
caliban press and me,
towards completion.
the map-fold book is done,
but some need a little stitching,
as per plan,
and the envelopes aren't complete yet
but it's almost done.
~~~
saturday i leave for my class 
am i excited?
you bet!