time passes

there are things that remind you of what it was like to be another you.

this photo of two impossibly beautiful young outlaws.

do you remember this story? raindrops keep falling on my head?

lost along with a whole bunch of other things.

there was a west that never existed,

as well, i suppose, as an east.

what does the mama snapper think?

she has other things on her mind.

stay away, you

stay away

so i did.

i don't even know if she laid eggs.

there have been very few snappers along the roads here this

summer.

at the grocers i found an australian friend

though not the tasty one i like.

spotted in the garage.

i am speechless.

~~~

all of you my friends,

this paper,

folded here prior to cutting for spinning

this is a beautiful kozo

handmade, lovely and strong and a gift.

anyone,

any of you who read this

and gave me this wonderful paper,

will you please let me know?

(i'm thanking you now, again)

it was a gift,

and it was smallish (maybe 14 x 20 or smaller)

and i want to buy more.

but dammit i can't remember who gave me it.

in town i bought pizza the other evening

it was very good.

i found a little drama,

an egg,

un-nested

and found by a fly

who waits,

i guess.

there's no such thing as

free lunch.

beauty is, however, free.

this pattern charmed me today,

as i walked to the studio to finish sheet forming another 3 pounds

of flax.

i need to have my hands making paper,

or thread,

or books.

soon my first born will be

older than the men in the first photo.

how can that be?

tonight,

after a long and busy day,

i think on the blessings of turtles who know their business,

of beautiful paper

now in the drying stack.

i think of the few plants i tend in my little gardens

and of the new garden i've begun

at the place i call Home.

i think of the garden of friends i've made through the blessing

of this medium.

and i am, indeed, grateful.
ADDENDUM:
i was wrong. my son is a wee bit older than sundance,
a lot younger than butch in this photo.
his birthday is coming up, so that's on my mind!

august thinking:

this summer has been about time

and even healing,

relationships,

some work

but mostly time.

for the first time in 30 40 50 years i have time to schedule in

my own way

i have purchased a few things that delight me

i have made some things that delight me

i have worked out new ways of thinking

new processes

used up old papers

and

prepped pulp for some new papers

i have observed how strong the moon is

when you really pay attention

and let her do her magic.

i have been delighted by small things

like a peep through a barn

and i have rested.

i have eschewed all appointments

and seen my doctor

and dentist

and learned to work with this aging but still vital body.

but mostly i have had

mornings when i wake with joy.

and evenings that promise

rest.

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