Rocky is blind and was unsure of what was happening when we came to trim his hooves yesterday for the first time in awhile. He and Ken Norman struggled back and forth for awhile, and Rocky needed to be sedated to calm him down. I cannot imagine a person less strong than Ken Norman doing this kind of work.
Come swim with me in a sea of blue.
The picture is not the world,
It isn’t even one of the big stories in the world.
But it wants to open itself up,
like the door to a Found World,
so that you might take off your clothes,
and shed the cares of the world,
and be uplifted and refreshed,
and leave the fear and anger behind,
rippling away in the sea of blue,
out of sight and mind,
out of yourself,
part of everything.
The orchid I got Maria is doing well. Happy by the window, mostly out of the sunlight, getting water once in awhile and an ice cube once a week.
Things are moving forward with our New Bedlam Farm. For personal reasons, the sellers need to move up the closing date, and we are going to go ahead and close in mid-July. The last Bedlam Farm Pig Barn Art Gallery Show will be held as scheduled on June 23-24 at the farm (open to the public. No dogs please, and we cannot offer rest facilities or food, alas, only dogs and donkeys and chickens and a beautiful place with great art) and has something of a different meaning. We hope to have sheep and a new dog here by then. Details on Maria’s website.
We have not yet sold the farm, although interest is picking up. Some people are coming to look next week. Sometimes I get nervous – we might be paying two mortgages for awhile – but my wonderful friend Mary Muncil says I should just close my eyes and picture Maria and I at closing, and then in our new home. That works for me. I will miss this farm, I will love the new one. Rebirth is important to me, and I cherish it.
“Therefore, tell me:
what will engage you?
What will open the dark fields of your mind,
like a lover
at first touching?”
– Mary Oliver, “The Leaf And The Cloud.”
I will not forget Izzy and his work.
