April 2023

“Last night, as I was sleeping,

I dreamt — marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.”

-Antonio Machado

4/2

kicked everybody out of the house, watched The Last of Us and embroidered. Stenciled Transmute It patches while the cordyceps bodies went up in flames.

4/8

Hiked in the rain with the baby. Found bear corn and black polypores. Followed a barely-visible path of desire and it lead to a NEON diversity plot. The heart knows what it knows & wants what it wants.

4/9

Seeded sunflowers and put down cardboard for the flax plot. Mushrooms in the mulch by the rosemary. Seeded red clover in the bed where the shroud used to be.

4/13

Full day splitting hives & installing queens at the mill. Smoke, constant hum, the bee suit, and the need to be thoughtful and calm and move slowly & deliberately, heavy lifting in the heat, wax and fermenting honey smell.

4/16

Ritual for JT, build a shelter and a fire & filled cups. Passed both garments (for Twin Bodies) through the smoke. Drank gin and wine and mango monster juice. This process will be its own transect once I figure out the next step. I ritually offered some salt and then I used it to make noodles. The noodles were really, really good.