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I just read The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe for the first time since my childhood. The story I´ve been writing is coming along, but slowly.

This is totally different than milking the goats! I´m not milking by hand now; now I´m using a machine. When I set up the suckers on the udders I’m in a pit that is kind of below and to the side of the cows, so I have to keep an eye on them to see if they´re going to let their bowels loose while I´m in splash range. I learned this lesson the hard way today.

Thank you for the ability to see my improvement, even when it comes in small steps.

Thank you for a small explanation which has made this project so much easier.

Thank you for a beautiful day: morning, afternoon, evening, and night. Can´t think of a thing to complain about.

Thank you for a bit of connection with the cows.

Thank you for some laughs over emails with my brother.

I’ve been making pretty good progress on learning to knit. I found a book with instructions (though it’s hard for me to learn to do something with my hands by reading about it, I’m doing my best and supplimenting it with asking middle-aged women for advise) and I’m following instructions to make a blanket that has all-different squares. It’s a good way to use the pieces of all-different yarn I’ve been making and to learn a bunch of all-different stitches. M, my secretary, can I expand your duties to include textile? I’ll mail home my squares as I complete them and you photograph/post them and then pieces them together, ok? :) (Just don’t look too closely at my work or you’ll see it’s full of learn-from-’em mistakes.

I haven’t offended anyone too much in quite a long time. My scent is no longer a part of my reputation. :)

Thank you for the opportunity to take an uncomfortable situation and turn it into something to giggle about.

Thank you for a smiling goodbye.

Thank you for a new horizon in sight.

Thank you for her answer when I called: “I knew there was a reason I was just sitting here in my car!”

Thank you for warm thoughts of home.

A fellow hitcher sent me this link: http://www.digihitch.com/ for hitchhiking info.

I wouldn’t want anyone squeezing my titties as hard as I had to squeeze this goats’ in order to get the milk out of them, but she didn’t seem to mind so long as her head was in a bucket full of apple peels. Afterwards I had a sip of the milk warm (from a cup, not from the teat … I’m not quite as country as all that yet!) so I could experience the freshest milk of my life since I was an infant. Not exactly yuuuuummmmm, but not yuck either. Just weird. At my next farm there’ll be a load of cows so I’m sure I’ll get some more milking experience …

I sold a few wallets at an organic/hand-made market on the Isle of Man on my last day. Nice to leave with some cash in my pocket. I’m reinspired, and so I’m working on a bunch more now.
G told me about a site called etsy.com where I can sell things handmade. I tried to sign up for an account but something blipped so I’ll have to go for it again another day. I really like the idea though.

All part of wwoofing, I helped to roof a structure. I was given a lot of control in the process, mostly because the gal who seemed to be in charge didn’t seem to want to be in charge. I hope it doesn’t leak!!

I learned how to weave on a peg loom a couple of days ago, and then today I broke out some power tools and some not-so-power tools and made a loom and taught some folks how to use it.

Lambs are like cheerleaders over milk. They jump around and wag their tails excessively when offered a bottle. Today I was the one being cheered by an adorable runt. Horrah for milk!

Thank you for music that goes straight through me.

Thank you for arriving at a place and feeling instantly at home.

Thank you for the lamb who let me pick it up and who explored my fingers to see if any of them was a nipple.

Thank you for the ability to say ‘yes!’ and mean it.

Thank you for a beautiful view at exactly the moment when I needed something beautiful!

http://www.anarchadia.co.uk/ is a site about self publishing.

another idea: WWW.penpress.co.UK (a cooperative publisher) or loulou.? – honest, reliable; if your book makes money, bot you and the company makes money; if your book doesn’t make money, ??

Ladybug picnic

Recently I’ve been aware of a lack of discipline in my life. Almost no routine whatsoever. Also not so much time in front of a computer which means less opportunity to connect with my goals through this site … that’s a weak excuse but I’ll leave it because I’ve allowed it to infuse my reailty lately.

So time to install a few bits of regime in my days. 10 pushups per day. I’m off to fire off today’s now.

(Love you l.i.t.c.! W too!)

Thank you for the people I have been surrounded by and for the things I have learned from them.

Thank you for a strong hot shower in the morning.

Thank you for photographs.

Thank you for permission to go forward with a project I’ve been thinking about.

Thank you for little light whisps of wisdom floating around on the air.

I was speaking tonight with a fellow here on the island. Somehow we got talking about the things we’d like to be doing but aren’t. I’ve appointed him my ‘mommy’ on several of these types of things: goals that are nagging to be done but that I haven’t been doing anything about. Nice to have some accountability …

I’ve just read The Wizard of Oz, and was actually quite disappointed by it. I found a book today at the library on how to write books for children. Interesting ….

when I have more time