Sun and Moon

Today the sun is with me for the longest day. We will celebrate with The Rite of Spring.  Sunday pre-dawn the moon will be closest to me than it will be all year. That celebration is being determined.

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Something about this format that goes against me, does not sit well with me. There has been much appropriated from me without attribution - I feel as though I've been stolen from, taken advantage of. I have found other outlets of sharing and expression. I'll post here occasionally. If you want to know more you can contact me at the gmail account noted on the right-hand margin. Cheers!

Been there

But asking you is THE might have been for me, the one towering change, the other life that might have been had.

- Robert Lowell

Well it was asked, answered, and everyone moves on.

Deep Sty

Here's a story synopsis of how a partner worked to keep things together and running for years. The other partner was on the road, in the public limelight. The working partner became ill and died within a year. The surviving partner dismissed any notion of recognition or compensation because "there was no written agreement." Whoa, shame on the working internal partner! The surviving partner will get sued, but because of his public profile he will have his blind supporters. It helped that he and his publicist bonded. He gets good press, she perpetuates the myth and generates her means of support. Mutual benefit plays out well in society. Glamorous lives they lead! They are so attractive! Everyone loves them both.

Cliques are so inbred that as outsiders are brought into the mix they slip into the altered reality, which to any observer would be a horror story.

Month 1: May-king

From the end of the month to the beginning, des images avec les mots suffisant:

Les batons de lavande.  Pour le coeur doucement.

An 8H loom is set up after a sample is produced, and aperitifs are decanted.

Spring is memorialized and knitted with intention, using Pioneer from the California Wool Project.

Salad Days are completed and gifted.

Some coastal action and adornment where the earth meets the sea.

A few performances are taken in classical venues. It's been a long time. Live performances are the best.

...and it began with germination.

Week 2

gardening - sprouts
salad days
conversations - changed circumstances open doors to info not revealed a month ago.
slow down - accelerated process
relationships anew - observations from a different perspective
look at something new - adornments where earth meets sea.

Week 1

The daily ritual this past week consists of working in the garden for 2-3 hours in the morning before the sun gets too warm overhead, then come in for a good lunch and a glass of wine. I'll go out for a walk. Or I'll drive and run several errands. Then I'll get some work done. These days that consists of looking at financials and getting some spreadsheets set up. While I'm doing that I'll run a load or two of laundry and hang them outside to dry (does anyone do that anymore?).

The garden slowly gets cleaned up. Weeds were cleared in two large beds and 6 planter pots, all were amended with compost that was turned, and drip irrigation was fixed.

Planting was done: 4 tomatoes, 12 marigolds, 4 coreopsis, and a madder clipping. Mexican oregano, lemon thyme, and a lavender plant orphaned for over a year. Seeds for bush beans, shiso, and alyssum were sown.

Very glad that the alpine strawberries from last year are thriving this spring - I had the pleasure of grazing on a few as I weeded and watched butterflies and ladybugs.


My back and legs are getting stronger.

Something good

It started with a very bad April Fool's. My reactions included disbelief, dismay, betrayal, and disbelief (did I already mention disbelief?). So what do I do but stay with what's real. Hunker down and get things done. No point in wondering about what happened - I find that others are doing that for me. Maybe it will hit me later.

For now, though, I finished these. The yarn, "Soft Green Seas," has a little history. The socks were started in late March and had a deadline.  They missed the deadline (just a few days late) because when I picked them up in-progress I just started knitting and totally screwed up the heels - I guess I was discombobulated at the time.

I gave them a bath and they dried in a warm afternoon. They are softer than lamb's ears and more rugged than iron.

I make good things.

3/31/13

End of this month's primes.

A year after borrowing, and a week after delivery, a machine sits, triggering many thoughts of potential creations.

I remind myself that tautology does not provide clarity.

I'll have to describe my recent weekend experience sometime. What a life I have if my first response was that it was like "A day at the spa!"

3/23/13

March 2013: laden with primes and five sets of weekends, Friday Saturday Sunday.