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For 3 Days…

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For 3 days the water 
soaked into the hay,
transforming the dirt into mud.

Dry ditches flowed with runoff.
Happy blades of grass turned green.

Sun rose, birds sang, even if 
all was not right with the world. 

~ enjoy a one-minute video with the sound on ~

A small dtich of water running off the field of hay, the Western Colorado Bookcliffs in the background under blue skies.
For 3 days the water soaked into the hay,
Emotikin standing in a field of hay, water running alongside, mountains and blue sky in the background.
I asked “how shall I stand between river and land” as the water kept flowing beside me.
Sun rose. Birds sang.
Emotikin laying flat on the culvert, watching water drain away from the ditch.
I watched the water go down the drain, disappearing beneath the earth.
Where does your flow disappear to? And how do you trace where it goes?
How do you access your creative flow, even if, especially when, all is not right with the world?

P.S. A week earlier, Shelly had a rare viewing of the water filling the canal for the first time in the season! See it on Instagram.