this week our press time
was saturday
and my words and prints are growing into a
book.
every step to me is magic
and a puzzle
working in fits and starts like
this spring.
this large neighbor is very furry
and so are the dogs that visit here still wearing
thick thick winter coats.
in my barn a yearling was found
there is no such thing as free lunch.
the second returned from south turkey vulture that i have seen
was on my barn ridgeline,
greeting me.
waiting and watching
for opportune moments to eat
that whitetail good food.
one day this week i had meetings in morristown
on the st lawrence
where this building lives.
and on facebook:
susan j tweit and robin wall kimmerer
both showed this from a conference they attended
on the west coast,
i was motivated to think about hope.
hope is one reason i live and teach here
in the north country.
hope is always necessary.
so inspired by how you are moving through this transition time. the seasons, the work, the life. xoxo
ReplyDeleteI've never been to your part of the world, but the intimate glances you afford make me feel almost like I have been there. This last blast of winter is happening here in the southeastern mountains this weekend. Love this post!
ReplyDeletethat wind mill is gorgeous
ReplyDeletewonderful to read about the book your are preparing. How exciting and rewarding.
spring is renewal time of hopes.hoping for a hopeful book. love that postcard(?)
ReplyDeleteaimee, not sure if it's very, er, graceful, but moving anyway!
ReplyDeletegwen, this is a very different sort of place, COLD this morning, too. the north country is worth the effort.
judy, yes, it just plugs along, but it's very interesting work.
neki, the book is about the other end of winter. that broadside was made at a conference, not sure if it's a card or something else, but i believe it was made with the participants own thoughts and words.
All of a sudden last week I started to see the turkey vultures everywhere on my commute. Seems springy to them, I guess! Do you think a coyote dragged that yearling into the barn or did it die there and creatures have found it?
ReplyDeletevalerie, much discussion around the table as to the why of the deer in the barn. no answers, but we considered that. the vultures were flying down and going in the open door and eating, the deer is now out and in the meadow for easier eating.
ReplyDeletethank you Velma this post gives me Hope for our beautiful planet Earth
ReplyDeletemc, yes, without hope=disaster
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