My guess is that everyone who knew Maggie, secretly thinks that s/he was her best friend. Mag made everyone feel like the most special person in her life. She drew people to her with her immediate delight in their presence, her loving tolerance and her sincere curiosity about every detail of their lives.
Mag was the ultimate Question Queen. She had the propensity to aid people in understanding their own truths. Maggie was commited to insightful questioning, questions that inspired deeper introspection, clarifying questions, challenging questions. .She was a gifted, guiding, enlightening and most of all loving spirit like no other. ..
When anticipating time with Mag, I woud plan ahead with determination that THIS time I would ask her more questions than she would ask me. It never happened. I don’t expect she had a single friend who could claim that Mag talked more than she listened in the relationship. People of all ages flocked to her for her big love.
Even during my final conversation with Maggie, after her week of difficult testing when she lay on her bed unable to turn over or sit up, she continued to ask loving, probing questions about my life. For as long as she remained conscious, she displayed her abiding and deep curiosity about the people she loved.
There is no one who takes her place, serves her unique purpose among my friends and family. And yet, because of who she was, she has left me with the ability to continue our conversations spiritually and to remain together without physical presence.
Thanks to the inspiring Blackburns for these spectacularly popular balloons which shoot into the air, make lovely farty noises and can reach heights of thirty to forty feet before spiraling around and down to the ground. Dexie was determined to operate the pump himself, and Voila! Even a two year old can manage to pump up a Tiger Tail. Exceptional fun with fifty balloons and a pump for under ten dollars.
The two "sinker siblings" (so named by their swimming instructor when they were children as they hadn't enough cellulite to float) discuss parenthood. It's a rare opportunity as they live on opposite coasts and are at demanding points in their careers.
Rather larger than his peers, he is the equivalent size of #17, having come from the same pattern. He is comprised of french indigo dyed linen and his facial features are cut from the same fabric, bleached and dried in the sun. I used a lovely hand-painted mohair yarn to sew those features to his face and to outline his ears and face. His ushnisha (head bump) radiates with indigo beads and the same yarn. 
Wayne is less provincial in the summer than in the winter. B and B had a tapas party with the MOST fabulous selections for all of us, and the driest Spanish sherry as well. It was a gorgeous evening with breezes and perfect temperatures in the 70s, and so nice to see Graham from England who has been coming to Wayne for 4o years, as well as Jann and Joyce from Alexandria, VA with their stories of winters in NM and research on artist Olive Rush. WELCOME SUMMER!
We have a family of chipmunks around our house. This beats the family of skunks from last year, though there has been a single sighting of one of those as well. The chipmunks are unbeatably cute and so I can't bear to displace them. However it is quite a mess on our path as one of them lives under a stone right at our front door, which means guests are confronted with a dirt pile just before stepping into the house. I've been dropping cut flowers on the hole, partially as offerings to them and partially to see what they might do with them. Answer: They sometimes lug them off and move them around a bit.
On our beach yesterday I found three little pointy things that made me think about collage.
