I breezed through Chicago this weekend.  How long and short it is.  How it is the length that it is.  I continue to recognize how lucky I am.  I have these friends, who take me into their homes (and hearts)– feed me, support me, shelter me and be with me.  hooray!

delicious meals.  rich conversations.  rest.  and busy-ness.  I could probably really use a nap before my sleep tonight.  I slightly dread returning to the farm and the potential exhaustion…and also…I think I will be okay.  I am in my perception strong and persistent, ever becoming stronger and more persistent.  inspired.  hopeful.

oh food glorious food.  On Friday, we harvested the first Japanese cucumbers of the season!  and eggplant!  and greenbeans!

There have been greens abundant and peas abundant and life abundant.

and there is something amazing happening to my hair.  as I never brush it, as it faces wind and rain and dirt and sun, it is getting so knotty…dreadlocky.  twisted.  I bought a brush and a comb today with intentions to soak my hair in oil and then brush it until all the knots except my one dreadlock are dissipated.  there will be much hair loss.

when I look in the mirror, I think, oh what wild interesting beautiful hair I do have.  hair of many colors.  and shapes.  maybe I will grow it out until I leave the farm.  and then maybe I will cut it.  or leave it.  I do not know.

It seems like there has always been a struggle to “manage” my hair. even as I let it be.

I would like to write more.  and I am falling asleep writing.

hmmm.

before I must resign myself to sleep…I want to send deep congratulations and love to May and Dan for creating a space that was a most glorious  loving honest sensitive fun wedding.

okay.  naptime.  and then riding back to the farm.

Val is cooking me eggs.  what a queen she is.  (*smiles at Val)