this is the labryinth design
Thanks to the flow of people and love, we have a lavender labyrinth completed in what used to be a horse arena. Mokelumne Lavender is in business!! Mokelumne is the name of three forks of our rivers in this region. We live between the north and middle fork of the Mokelumne. Our pond eventually flows into the middle fork down below our property.
I want beauty in my life and my community, and Phase One of our simple lavender business has begun. We started growing lavender with three hundred large Lavendula x-intermedia,’Grosso,’ planted into a maze design. I met Patience Diaz in July, who came from Shasta Lavender Farm to our house for consultation in August. She instructed us about the feasibility of establishing a lavender farm on our property. Patience helped us decide where to plant, and made suggestions for getting the soil tested, checking for drainage, and different types of lavender choices that would be appropriate for our labyrinth. Continue reading “Lavender Labyrinth Lives” »
I recently attended a public meeting, and a beautiful woman in her seventies stood, greeting people as they entered the building. She looked really together, not one hair out of place, coordinated clothes, and shiny shoes, perfectly applied lipstick. The woman stopped me as I passed through, and started grilling me. Did I know what the meeting was for? Was I new to the protocol, familiar with the issues? I was smiling, answered yes, I was familiar with protocol. She started oppressing me, took my arm, as if to stop me. I realized she wanted to boss me around, especially when she pointed directly to a seat. “Sit there.” That gave me pause. The meeting was open seating. 
This is a story about Lucky, my cat from 1982.
I have been throwing an axe for years.
Home smells like a Sutter’s Gold rose in Mom’s backyard. Even though Mom didn’t water it; the gold glory crimson, orange, yellow grew over eight-feet tall outside of her kitchen window, loaded with full body brilliant perfumed blossoms in Tiburon during spring and summer.
The Old St. Hilary’s Catholic Church in downtown Tiburon, California is the most recognized historical structure in town. It is no longer only a Catholic building, but stands for history of the old days. Tiburon Landmarks Society commemorated the building with a project. They recruited local volunteers to needlepointing local wildflowers designs on kneelers for each of the sixteen pews. Since the Tiburon Mariposa lily on Ring Mountain became protected as an endangered flower the same year my brother died, and was represented as one of the flowers on the kneelers, I volunteered to make a kneeler, but the coordinator gave me a blue iris design instead. I didn’t really care, I just wanted my work to be in the old church.