pieces.

duders,
i love puzzles.
i mean it.
those jigsaw jauns give me something to do
when i'm home alone in the mornings and the nights.
there's a picture in there,
made up of all the individual bits and pieces.
my kitchen table has been commandeered,
and converted into my puzzle headquarters.
check the teleport:

yeah.
i do the borders first, so?
the flat edged shapes are important because they
define the boundaries of the thing.
what we do within them is our business, y'know?
hopefully,
this little activity gives me some clarity of vision.
i'm taking colors and shapes and piecing them all together,
in exactly the right places, at exactly the right interconnected axis,
to become something better than they are singly.
awwwwwwwwwww.
that's sort of nice.
every little bit only fits in one special spot.
i think that's true of a lot of things.
the surrounding spaces are there to make the big picture come clear.
and we wouldn't want to miss out would we?
no way, neighbors.
there's a Folk Life pumpkin patch getting slowly revealed in here,
and even though i already know what it's gonna look like,
i want to be the one who makes it happen.
i want to be the one.
i really do.
truth tellers can never stop.
***********
the cucch is headed to the woodsly goodness.
i need a visit, kids.
that's no joke.
heterolifemates hanging out in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
spanning time, activating treats and talks,
and getting it all to where it's gotta be?
there's a place for everything, no matter how it seems at first.
everything blanket, everything puzzle.
yeah.
and then, on sunday,
the Fryeburg Fair pops off again.
F*ing right, friends-
lots of pictures of falafels are coming.
now you've been warned, so get ready.
there are times to be had,
and there are events unfolding.
it's all really happening,
even when it feels like it's going slowly,
and the outcome is uncertain.
if it doesn't fit, try turning it;
never quiet, never soft.....