Changes in the fall air...

Has it been so long since I've written?

I have flitted about and been in and out of the house so much that I can hardly remember what a "normal" day looks like...With the weekend in Bellevue for the Wisdom Course and Ana's class, and with the travel with client to Harbin Hot Springs and with another to Leavenworth, I've hardly touched down.

This week I look forward to one more "last for the fall" venture in the mother ship - this time I get to learn to drive her, to packwood over skate creek road!

As I start writing I am actually going to take my coffee for a bit and walk the puppy yards... I've been away so long that the yards have changed seasons I need to just breathe my own air - taste my own coffee slowly and be with the pups... and see if I can sink into that place I was in in my first blog about just being here - at home and present with my life...

So, off I go, coffee just stopped blurbling... Tyler has checked in about being at the doctor, Ben ben is still sleeping with his sore knee, Nathan is off at school and Tom is I think still sleeping in the room and the house is quiet for a few minutes...

As I step out the door, my heart is already home, but my brain is fuzzy - something caused my lungs to tighten up last nite and I to eat some benadryl to keep breathing... time to go breathe out the cobwebs!

AHHHHHHH ok - so much pretty fall leaves -- its a great year for leaves...

so it's 10:05 now and Tyler is almost back from his doctor... my last two hours were a mix of logistics, emails, communicating with the pack  on various and sundry things, and walking pups in a leisurely way back and fro to their play yards and kennels.... with time to actually step into the yards instead of shoo-ing pups through the gates...

the new habitat ... oh it's sooo good... the fall leaves coupled with the little tiny plants and baby grasses that are growing in ... the dirt is still fresh and turned up, but softened by the rains, and the little plants peeking up... the pups have made dens and trails throughout - being home and outside is just soooooo good for me

and the calender - it's going so well, argo and I meet tonight to get through the next major chunk.. but this year, the communication with argo me and patrick.. it's all flowing, and its just so amazing to see it coming together...

ok - time to medicine the puppers now - and see if I can figure how to take a picture and upload it here of the leaves and the plants....hahaha.. as you can see, I figured it out and now have back-loaded into the text....


then, walks, then off to studio to work on calender...

ahhhh I wanted to post pictures but the day has run away with me....

new grocery systems to account for expanded pack size, new systems for communicating with roommate...

From wisdom class: stage of conversations with household: flood, tsunami... we've expanded to 12 people I think... over 6 months... so old ways of doing things are not holding so much... and today has been about creating new ways to communicate...

I want to write more and need to get outside with puppies... we are three hours late on puppy walks -

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