September 22

Through My Eyes

Monday September 22

The fig tree! Actually with the cold winters here it will grow more as a bush.( The figs grow among the other native plants near the top of the Grove. They are growing slowly but steadily much as our effort is! I worked on the outside of the studio.) I promise to add more tomorrow...

*( please click here to read of the day with me! )

* courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.

Through my eyes

( Tahshi Deleh, gentle beautiful one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I put the boards under cover as the paint wouldn't dry properly in the moist air. It will probably rain tonight. Then I worked more on the outside of the studio putting up various parts of the stairs. There are lots of items to nail in here and there that hold it together. It's going well! I hope you liked the poem. I was trying to bring us that awesome feeling of standing in the middle of a goldenrod patch with bees flying all around to help sustain us through the quiet patient time. It was wonderful to see so many of them. They are hard to take a picture of though; that picture was my best try! I'll put this up now so we can rest.

And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow

my one gentle beautiful patient dream bright

long dark mane in sunlight

so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo!)

( please see my spinning for you)


	Through My Eyes Monday September 22 * The fig tree! Actually with the cold winters here it will grow more as a bush.( The figs grow among the other native plants near the top of the Grove. They are growing slowly but steadily much as our effort is! I worked on the outside of the studio.) I promise to add more tomorrow... ( please click here to read of the day with me! ) courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions. Through my eyes ( Tahshi Deleh, gentle beautiful one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I put the boards under cover as the paint wouldn't dry properly in the moist air. It will probably rain tonight. Then I worked more on the outside of the studio putting up various parts of the stairs. There are lots of items to nail in here and there that hold it together. It's going well! I hope you liked the poem. I was trying to bring us that awesome feeling of standing in the middle of a goldenrod patch with bees flying all around to help sustain us through the quiet patient time. It was wonderful to see so many of them. They are hard to take a picture of though; that picture was my best try! I'll put this up now so we can rest. And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow my one gentle beautiful patient dream bright long dark mane in sunlight so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo!) ( please see my spinning for you)