Found Objects in Desert

 

Near the third mesa, we stopped at the trading post to buy a blanket. Found some old Russian trade beads and a pawned shell and coral and turquoise on string of weathered and very worn cotton cord. The velvet stacked on the back shelf was in many colors. Calico sacks were stacked to the ceiling it seemed to us a paradise with the baskets just like the one we found in the cave. Charcoal bits and salt along with a bit of sugar filled the poke. Saw Grand dad last month. He was on the Burr trail heading back to the mountains with the sheep. Old Uncle Sy had a fresh loaf of sourdough he gave us to eat. The trail is dark and dusty. Good thing or we woulda been stuck in the mud. Flash flood in the canyon nearly took dwights life. He grabbed for a branch and some Navaho pulled him out. I know how much I miss you, honey bun. Please don't worry much. You know I will be alright. I am givin this to a this guy who is headed for the post. Hope the kids are helping with the fields. I need to hire more help for when I'm gone so much. Sincerely with all of my love Elmer

 

 

With all my feathers in the right place,

 

xoxoBirdy

Working Tidal/Title

 

 IT COMES IN. . .IT GOES OUT. . .

 

I keep thinking of how to live in a world so full of technology where our eyes spend way to much time gazing into a rabbit hole of light and dots. When you are lost you are lost. How is it possible to earn the means to acquire tools for the purpose of simple communication and everything that it requires? I know that the Kindle is a wonderful device for those of us who might be housebound or in a hospital or if you might have dyslexia; these can be read and heard. I like it that Amazon makes it relatively easy to buy the device and I know that libraries can loan the books. What about computers and internet access costs? How can we help each other to help each other? I think about this all of the time.

One thing I do is to look for beauty in the considered ugly. It might be better if some of this did not exist, but I do not see it disappearing, anytime soon. But, I can make people aware.

 

How can one person change the world? One person at a time?

 

I know a few women who go out into the world and provide work with good wages. They supply the material and the design. It makes a huge difference in many lives. One person at a time. In this way that we can know everything we want to know almost instantly, what are we going to do with that besides newsy gossip on a world wide level? Surely, there is a way to use it for something more important?

 

I am thinking of indigo, the growing of it, of mini-goats, and an alpaca she she with really long eyelashes. She wears a tutu and hand quilted (SHIBORI) saddlebags filled with purple coneflowers and daisy blooms. Lavender sachets and lavender fields. Blue with chicory and Virginia Bluebells and Shirley Poppy plants in all the warmest color. Imagine that? We have a farmers market, now, how does it all sound? We can dye our fiber and we can. . . No Nay-Sayers Allowed! I wonder what Thomas Jefferson would say about this?

 

 

 





 

 

 

The world is change.

Life is change, this is the ONLY thing I know for sure.

 

 

 

 

xoxo

 

The Birdy told me so.

 

Smile!