seeing

 in this bleak 

weird winter

 vision shifts

 i search for red

my foil for sadness

what or who

has collected

these

 in anticipation of

slim pickings

a touch of blue and red

  wait

 the road seems to wait for winter

which is playing games 

for sure

 vision shifts

  wild vine

still has a few 

grapes

just blue

blue play

indigo is all kinds of blue

 i stated a little jug.

i am not so good at keeping close to instructions,

sometimes...

&

after several days...

 morning and blue

 (this is what i did:

i put fresh indigo leaves in a jar,

filled it with water

and let it be for a few days)

and not much happened

 i pulled out the cloth 

a silk wool mix and a shifu square 

once in a while

and one night i poured in the rest of my

supper libation, dos equis,

onto the slightly tinted fabric

 and a day or two more,

and a pretty big stink, too

there was a fine, light blue.

do not follow my lead

but do take a risk sometime-

 risk of failure is nothing much, really.

home and blue

i spent a great deal of monday and tuesday sneezing. 

eyes watering. 

i laughed and said the pollen allergies were bad this year. 

last night i took a nap after supper. before bed. 

it was then i knew: i have a cold.

 hannah is home briefly between grad school and summer work in bar harbor. 

three days, so i took today off to be with her. 

so what if i got sick.

so i'm happily blue, enjoying this sunnycool day with a huge cottony head, 

watery eyes, lots of sneeziness. 

we have errands to do, cleaning and sorting and sewing.

and wendy has been a little poorly, so will take her to the vet. 

and friday hann will be gone.

gathering

i was looking for a way to better carry home the johnny jump-ups and violas i found. 

i have a clutch of violas for ice flower dyeing that i added to yesterday. with the help of a wonderful basket.

it was beautiful in the cool sunlight, golden and windy.

cerulean

and time to gather hosta leaves, too