cloud hidden

I have taken an unintentional disappearance that is clearly needed.
Once I got that clue, the rest has been easy. 
Hanging out on the farm, with all my animals friends
has been a good prescription.
Google (Blogger) informed me I had used up all my picture storage and
 now I would have to pay to post. 
Ya, ya, I said. Perfect excuse not to.
I burrowed deeper.
I prefer focusing on the good things like a gift of firewood
to a dear friend who needed some warmth.
And getting an order of yarns and roving 
shipped off to Japan from my great wooly producers.
Overdue writing, updating the website and
summer workshops is getting checked off.
Long walks to clear last year’s gray ghosts away.
  I have new promises for each day.
I don’t want to miss a minute of it hunched over the 
computer pecking away, when I could be here.
And here, meeting this flock of sheep.
 [I can’t spill the whole bean pot just yet.]
Working with a group of women on growing and
dyeing their own indigo to produce products to sell
to improve their lives. No one is famous there.
It’s beautifully simple.
The seeds have been shipped to be sown.
An adventure is in the works.
I can’t lug my sax there but a recorder may do the trick
or even some percussion.
I will be dancing, giving, sharing, singing,
whatever comes to the fore.

For now, I am here, cloud hidden [unless the sun comes out].