boots in my house

detail of outfit I did not buy

"don't threaten me with a gentle tease"

It is morning. The sun has climbed over the edge of the river valley. Somehow this morning gray was the only color of the sunrise. I am sleeping in a place where I watch it rise every morning. That room is also good for moonlight. A few weeks ago I bathed in a large patch of moonlight. I will have to be more mindful next time I do it. I am sure I missed the most important touches.

This morning I added ’fire’ to my list of things to do today. There are lots of papers that I no longer need. I have a can of kerosene on the porch and a large cement pipe lying on end out back. What the hell. Just hope I don’t get carried away.

An odd thing has happened to me. I’ve been wearing nothing but a pair of overalls at home for the past few weeks. I’ve had lots of work to do outside and inside and those things are just the most comfortable and practical to wear. Great to carry the tools I need. One day last week that was a small hand saw and a hatchet. I’m even so shameless that from time to time I wear them to the grocery store and the library but I’ve been trying to curb that behavior. And to brush the sticks and dried wildflowers out of my hair somewhat regularly.

new beast

there is a new beast that emerges this evening
I hear her in the desperate cries
deep and guttural

picture of my dog

what great hand would hold it down

“unyielding hope” he says
and I wonder if it would ever be appropriate
for hope to yield

dream

my shoe dropped before him as I stepped over
was it the felt that made him keep it
hand me his sandals

All Saints Day