around the place(s)

 old wood + new wood = studio/garage

 friendly small ones

surround a burned out stump

 the road goes high just here

and the horses, clydesdales all five

 are weirdly sized from above.

and yet, up close

which i was,

they are huge and very well mannered.

i got to know them

and they, me, 

just a little bit.

 a rock book, 

very large

 in its own pool

 my favorite spring scent

planted by emily, 

for sure,

at the new place.

snarling

 snapping princess

 she fiercely stood her ground

dangerous ground, 

the middle of the road

country road though it was, 

 i moved her, 

knocking off

 her mucky camouflage

in the process

and hearing fierce annoyance 

 and this lady, all painted and lovely,

also protested

 but i did move her ever so carefully, 

no stick needed 

this week, mid-sinusitis, 

i bought a sun hat.

the same day the painted lady

survived the road,

for a while. forever, 

i hope.

now, sunday evening, two doctors,

various health procedures and meds,

one dentist later,

i am on the mend.

as we embark on the journey of building

a garage/studio and rebuilding

a house

i've been thinking of the patterning process,

mapping a dream,

and was reminded how it began with 

a pattern language.

and then

this surfaced:

 published in 1965

 another book about charting

mapping

 as usual, i've never gone into the exegesis
let alone read the entire thing,

just used what i wanted, frankly.

 (i may be the world's guiltiest skipper)

but,  just look at these illustrations!

 and then i saw this one, and my head,

like the unfortunate boy's 

swelled

 blue lines

 my pack always looks like this

 the curves for watercraft 

 i LOVE this

all alone

who says?

who says?

all you need is a little perspective!

warm spring

browse line

a distinct line

on the hedgerows

where the deer

heavy deer population

(remember those ticks?)

reach to browse

the trees are racing

to leaf out

blossoms everywhere

 fence line maze

so green

so fast

 amazed

and there were two of these

 two of these, too 

why did i find them

on the roadside?

 there are new ones

i counted nine

 summer weather these 

past few spring days

yes.

attitude

the best fruit

 in my fluish brain

 i believed all these were the MOST

beautiful things i'd ever seen

this morning

 from my chair 

of healing on my porch

i don't know--

i suspect i was feverish

and the raven and eagle were merely crow and hawk?

opinions birders?

they were high and far and black hosted the golden

from the territory.

there was one final golden cry as it disappeared.

april to may

earlier this week i saw all this walking.

it's so much greener now.

i got very sick tuesday evening.

staying home today, too. 

i think every body cell had aches and fever.

don't know if i'll make it to the CBBAG sale on saturday.