i am mothering a garden- and camping again on aug 12th- supposed to go to kauai for week== aug 1st thru 5th- dunno-
i am planting corn thinking about the paintings on my mind = haying- those round things of hay

- and plains of color and heat coming off them in the sun-had too many guests- i am to where i cannot sleep if the people are visiting- i slept well last evening- there were no passions chasing me- but i woke up with that softened heart and held my dog-because he needs love as much as i do- crossing the longview bridge WA = below is the graveyard for who-knows-how-many -trees- i pray for them - all those trees- - it is sad- i apologize to them- because we really do not need that much wood- not today- --
I THINK OF THAT AVACADO ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER- AND I BELIEVE THAT THIS IS MY DIVINE PURPOSE THIS DAY- watering the corn and squash- planting the plants this woman brought over here- sad - city herbs= we have all that out here- it was a gesture i guess- i am ready to get them outta my greenhouse--
so maybe i do not 'get it' about motives and people- but i get one thing- that we are all palaying it by ear- no one wants to be second fiddle and smile- so much will not need be spoken of - in the name of peace?= yep that its because we want the place to be filled with love- yeah=
learning-yearning for the real deal
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---