access to music and internet

This will be the first season I've lived in North Carolina with access to the internet and a wide range of music. It's different. I'm listening to Joanna Newsom from Molly's computer while everyone is out to Asheville for some mescla de debauchery. Today has been day 4 of beautiful sun and ridiculous amounts of solar-powered joy- Zach and Matt (one of Jason's chillin's, aged 16) tilled a bunch of area where to plant potatoes and garlic, today Jason tilled more space, and the lovely Molly aided to some extent by Zach cleaned the whole kitchen this morning. I've been over obsessed with cleaning the whole thing every morning before anybody starts using it. I'm working on deciphering which routines to cultivate, which with which to relax, etc etc etc.

I have like ten little messages in my inbox from my mom, and I don't want to delete them because they seem like precious little capsules of my mother's words. Don't know how to describe that better- I don't like deleting messages from any of my family members, same reason.

Sick all day today, got the no energy blues. Some kind of sleepiness, coughing, sneezing, dry eye cold thing. It's fun to let your body sort of sink back. Thanks go for my ability to not have a long-term job and to be surrounded by incredible, loving, concerned and supporting human beings and about 30 dogs. I've been ripping into my new Between Heaven and Earth Chinese medicine guide with a fierce 3 page per hour speed.

Not much going on, I guess, but it feels like it.

with love,
abigbail

coffee high

I've decided it is impossible to write full-length blog entries without coffee. Also, it feels much like the late afternoon, the sky is a bit dark, and it's sort of impossible to imagine that it's 11am and there is actually a day ahead of me.

It's been difficult to organize my thoughts or to plan accordingly. We have been sleeping on the futon in the Berry's dining room, which is nice, but it's also very much a part of the open house layout. Our clothes are in the car in a giant bag. Our food is in the shop, the house across the driveway where all the computers live in harmony with the kitchen. and Tonight I think we're going to start sleeping in the loft of Stephanie's studio in the woods until Katie gets back from a long journey. It's scattered, and I feel like I can handle it, but definitely scattered. It's good for me to be able to pay attention to lots of different things and people, I like it a lot, but yeah. I can't wait for all my stuff to be in one place- it's tough otherwise. I need less stuff, maybe? Most of what I have is chosen for practicality and the ability to move somewhat easily. Except my treadle sewing machine, which has been sitting in the same place since we purchased it.

Roots are certainly on my mind during this time of waning moon, they were there before the climax, though, as well. I like the feeling of being connected to a space for a long period of time- working on those dynamics, what situations will assist in that, how help can be distributed, etc, etc. It's highly important to live with folks, that has been the best lesson, I think, for me. Everything works differently in cooperation, and it feels certainly more satisfying to share responsibilities, everyone gets to do more than if they had to do everything themselves, and responsibilities shift to where they fit best. It's just a really good lesson in relaxing with others, asking open questions, trust in each other and expressing boundaries or concerns. It's just really, really good for feeling human.

Zach is making perfect eggs from the chicken house for us all while beatboxing, which is sort of pleasant, especially the egg part. Zach and Molly live in the pentangle that was originally built for the eldest Berry child. Zach works for Jason, Molly works for AMS, and we all work together for no good reason except it's pretty fun.

So, it's a little cold, our last frost date is May 15. We set out some cabbages that did not make it on our last clear night, two nights ago- I think we may have had another freeze this morning. It's interesting, like it's still pretty early spring, but it's good. Plants!!

lovels,
abigail