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i set it up mostly
not all at once

nothing here is done all at once no more
we takes our time indispersed with piano
music

i imagine i can play imagine fingers flying

i can saw more now, improved from sawing bits
off
to sawing things into objects and now i can make
thin slices
with a glove for protection

we walks up the gate, looks back up side down
to see impartial
to judge
and add
more detail

delivery man pushed the gate the wrong way
bits fell off
so i stuck them back on with a twig to hold
it all back together

i make prototypes that become fact
with a temporary nature

move things around here

while in the afternoon i still draw
the trees
as i feel them

lower case
i am waiting to hear from work official too

we chats most weeks mostly about gardening
the treacherous holly

we bear the scars

so as you know most days come quiet
here
not much doing in the diary

then yesterday was all of it
together
more like we were used to

interesting that were were an are
i changed it for these are different
times

good at the garage; the mechanics with
longer hair looked lovely
we said so as we
threw the keys over the barrier
then walked home in the storm
sheltered under the tree when the phone
rang

chatted

watched the parent, two children all in waterproofs
playing by the river
throwing stones

making ripples

james

later he asked me the best bit of the day
&
it was mary phoning

day 95
he says i should keep counting
although we are all much the same
oh james i cannot tag your name this morning
in my thanks to you and i crack myself up

it is the way

never take it serious, this life
is all such a lark mainly

yesterday was such a day
with fettling and unpicking
the pallet and sawring it up
and spelling things incorrect
cos we can

it means the same

making a space come clear
imagining we are at chelsea
without the cranes and helpers

sitting on the grass until the bites overcome

watching him strimmimg the lane for the big
house
ready for the reopening
except we have no date
yet

mourning that the thistle and bindweed are cut
down

knowing i have a photograph
as i have those of him james

i like the number today
good in all respects i feel

i feel that we like the words the same
come thither, come random, moved
about with life
and details

he said he thought it would rain yesterday
and i told him i thought nothing
thought to wait and see
and found myself talking avidly about my bike
repairs
so worth finding it out

a topic
a project
the sculpture in the garden
to wheel in and out each day
counting

meanwhile james the seeds grow
and i gets smaller

stay safe

he said they have ordered take away sunday lunch with meat
it is a slow fire today
in the garden with a
lot of green stuff
smoking gently

unlike the holly
cuttings which exploded
with flame & fury needing
constant attendance

it may be a long job

some things are &
need a positive mind

with thought for others
up at dawn before them

all came quiet here yesterday
we worked in the garden making

we worked in the house making
while in the studio time stood still

i learned from him to let them chatter
to not to care nor reply
to change the subject kindly

some want to go on holidays
one wanted visitors
when she has them daily
except on sunday

down the lane

they had sunday dinner and wondering
why some folk eat different that day
googled and find it was to do with
church attendance
initially

with meat james lots of meat

my mum made that with gravy
we did not go to church only
sunday school

with stories james
just stories

i do not have sunday dinner
i have dinner
on a sunday

i brought the outside ladder
back inside

smoky joe
oh james i cannot tag your name this morning
in my thanks to you and i crack myself up

it is the way

never take it serious, this life
is all such a lark mainly

yesterday was such a day
with fettling and unpicking
the pallet and sawring it up
and spelling things incorrect
cos we can

it means the same

making a space come clear
imagining we are at chelsea
without the cranes and helpers

sitting on the grass until the bites overcome

watching him strimmimg the lane for the big
house
ready for the reopening
except we have no date
yet

mourning that the thistle and bindweed are cut
down

knowing i have a photograph
as i have those of him james

i like the number today
good in all respects i feel

i feel that we like the words the same
come thither, come random, moved
about with life
and details

he said he thought it would rain yesterday
and i told him i thought nothing
thought to wait and see
and found myself talking avidly about my bike
repairs
so worth finding it out

a topic
a project
the sculpture in the garden
to wheel in and out each day
counting

meanwhile james the seeds grow
and i gets smaller

stay safe

he said they have ordered take away sunday lunch with meat
i never know what you may write about each day

except maybe bikes

and maybe on that

i am right?

i went down the estuary yesterday

flat for a change

wide walking path

only one bike passed

went onto the toll bridge

and will have to return

for there is an honesty box

while i had no cash in my

pocket yesterday

we hauled the slate chippings

spread them by the sitting place

did not move the twigs

the focal point

we watched the birds

swallows over the meadow there

those at the feeder

at the window

cats had gone off somewhere

post brought the lavencer oil

and a head band which doubles

as a mask

james

not much news when you are at home like the others

i drew some trees

again
methane and maybe online shopping?

he once said that there would be no sheep
if we all ate vegetables only

i suggested there may still be
yet wild
free to live a gentle life like me

cheese is where i fail
i fried it yesterday like
my foster mother made
for supper

her husband down in the studio
the bell between them to call

he was at dunkirk
stuck in the water
hours, & shot in the leg

there were other care
places in the past

now i don’t care
there are no records
they say there was a fire

or something

he painted golden sunsets
over the sea
limped and was kinda nice
i remember

i am wearing last year’s sandals
and got changed after gardening
to look tidy

a first
this lockdown

james

things tucked in nicely
since all this excercise
walking and cutting things

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