We are going to Death Valley tomorrow to see the wildflower superbloom. I wonder if that will make it crowded. I love the desert. But the high there tomorrow is 37, and it’s supposed to be windy. My sleep schedule is so f-ed that I don’t ever have a feel for what time it is.… Read More »
Month: January 2016
happy Sunday
Yesterday I posted that Do Small Things With Great Love pic on my facebook and got lots of attention as a result. It felt good, but it happens in cyberspace, and I would rather do things in regular space. A friend I knew as a teenager was curious about prison abolition, and we commented back… Read More »
the knock
Today it’s supposed to hit 70–sweet. Then it will rain tomorrow, is the predication, then cool off, getting back to freezing at night. Sorry if you don’t care about the weather. I guess it’s important to me but probably not you. You have your own weather to think about. Unless you live in a dome.… Read More »
statuary
I have this statue on my desk of St Francis, I think. Someone would love it. I need to find that person and give this statue to them. Maybe they’d want it at the Catholic Worker. It’s looming like a giant over my little Durga and Krishna statues. Cleaning my desk is a constant need.… Read More »
strenuous stilts
This is an art zine by david sait of Canada. It’s beautiful and brief. I like the colors, the shapes, the feelings, the moods. I like the chaos of some of the pages. I like the collage. Sait’s art is greater than the sum of its parts. strenuousstilts.tumblr.com
I can handle this day too
This morning I’m serving. At 9 we vigil at the federal building. At 10:30 I have bookclub over skype. At 12 Ming has a doctor’s appt, and at 2 we have a Sacred Peace Walk meeting. I drank some chocolate soymilk and ate two matcha candies. I’m ready to go!
today’s lesson
Yes, if you put a sweet potato in your potato soup, tastes great. onion garlic sweet potato potatoes earth balance water salt better than bouillon cashew cream
I can handle this day
Yesterday we came home in the late afternoon. We didn’t know what we’d come home to–there have been handypersons for weeks. But all was calm–no handypeople. Just regular people. Ming is out serving the hungry. Last night at community dinner I got overloaded and left early. I think I was still on retreat in my… Read More »