Almost there. Maybe by the end of September?
I had forgotten about my community garden plot. It was bursting with flowers and the red amaranth had gone to seed. The green cotton is still struggling (planted too closely) but blooming. Maybe I’ll get some bolls this year if it doesn’t turn cold suddenly. Lots of carrots.
A week from now I’ll be on my way to Colorado to see my aunt and cousin, then to California for three workshops at Art-is-You Petaluma. I’m so lucky to be able to do this, but wish that I could have spaced out the trips a little more. I’m still flying high from Oregon! When I get back I’ll have to knuckle down and deal with my mother’s house and estate. Oh, man. Let’s not think about that right now.
slowly she turned 