The river underneath

A river of words flows underneath my life. It's soft whisper becomes audible when the rest of the world goes silent.
Events encountered change the muddy bed, the form of its banks, or just the sundance on the surface.
All this time not writing, I thought I was neglecting my dream. It seems instead I've been thinning the crust, so the riversong speaks clearly.

Moving Blog

All future posts that fit intp this catagorywill be postede at my Otterwise blog.

ClIcK HeRe

nostolgia

Nostolgia for my garden. I've been thinking about some of the suggestions, nand may implement some of them. I won't have youngsters helping me as the time spent sitting supervising is as hard as sitting anywhere else. I also have not enough space or sun to grow plants indoors.. maybe in our next place. no. CERTAINLY in our next place. But I might think about designing a webapge for a dream garden. hmm... Maybe several dream gardens. I have lists and list of gardens I woudl love to have.. medicinal, medieval, oddities... the trouble is finding places where I would have permission to use photos....

Currently, in my neglected garden is a race between two budding plants and the cold. I wonder if the monks hood or the pineappel sage will show blossom before the cold becomes too intense?

in the meantime, here are some pics from the past.

Some photos

I don't garden anymore, but I do have some photos from earlier... This will gradually become a log of herbal tips and lore...

Photo: Monks hood, also known as Wolfsbane and Aconite

Goddess Shawl in the Garden

I've been pattern testing a few new patterns for Lynn of Colorjoy.com. I just found out I get to have this one back! Its a Goddess-sized version of her new PERFECT HUG Shawl. Its heading out to the stores in the next fewe days and soon will be on knittingzone.com. I'll post with the link in case someone wants to buy the pattern later. Oscar took the photo in my garden for Lynn to add to the pattern she created :-}

Just couldn;t stand it...

I've been doing my best to not think about the garden, as its hard to face that I'm not up to doing all I want to do there. But when I went outside to enjoy some sunshine, I saw the Hinoaki red gooseberries hanging there, all ripe and ready. A few weeks ago I made currant jam, and it set me back a few days from the resulting lameness. but I decided to pick as many gooseberries as I could from a seated posistion and succeeded in sugaring and freezing two containers full. Oscar has asked that I leave the boysenberries to him, which I'll gladly do.

July 4th at House Bonsai

There's a garden here in town created by my friend Sherri. Its a wonderful blessing for any of us it welcomes. You can feel the spirit wrap right 'round you while you sit and listen and fill yourself up with the beauty.
She tends it carefully, and most importantly allows it to grow its own way when it really wants to.

Here are some pictures taken Tuesday, and a few more taken earlier this year.