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yes, nature is providing salve for my soul of late, helping me bring order to the chaos. today was a travel day, and once arrived, phoebe and i went straightaway for a romp outside - she to bury some tasty morsels for future snack attacks and me to nap on a rock in the sun, [...]

it occurs to me today that a mother’s love is like a stream: amorphous water that manages to keep moving regardless. trees become dislodged upstream, rocks float downstream and stop, and the water simply moves around or over or under or sometimes through. never stopping. knowing - in ways that only water can know - [...]

muscle memory is such a good thing. finally reacquainted with my sewing machine - the one i haven’t used in decades, the one with a bobbin in need of a refill.
but i could not remember how to wind the bobbin. until finally i told my brain to shush and turned the job over to [...]

Yesterday, the falls looked like this:

It rained overnight, and today the falls look like this:

The very same falls.
My goodness how they changed in a scant 24 hour period.
One day the water runs leisurely along, clear enough so you can see the bottom and at a volume that allows glimpses into all sorts of nooks [...]

so we went out this morning, phoebe and i, in search of 2 more perfect fallen sticks for my 2 unadorned windows in j’underneath. we walked down to our neighbor’s house, and phoebe, a welsh corgi (a herder breed by nature) apparently went to the corgi school that taught herding by leading:

while i can’t tell [...]

As I look out the window (I took typing in high school, so I can type without looking at the keyboard - which is good and bad. Good cause it allows me to mentally multi-task. Bad ’cause it allows me to mentally multi-task.), this is what I see:

I look at this rock, and I think [...]