16 June 2020
20 June 2020
Dear heart.
Hell to you Joseph,
Well, here I sit at your table looking at your view with the breeze of the world sighing thru the doors. I called in late Friday and girl had packed up and gone so I just stayed. Been very much “out there” this week, massaging, mowing lawns, gathering fruit with Aunty Bunny, seeing dentist, so it was really great to get here and simply stop. You and your wild garden, where life is left to breath, does this to me. OOOOhhhh!!, The turkeys just wandered back, plum fest!! They might as well have the few on the ground, right thou. I’ve told mummy very sternly ‘not allowed’ in the veggie garden. I’ve had to move and sit on the steps to keep an eye on then now, Mum’s watching me watching her. In native American tradition Turkey is related to the ” abiding recognition of sacrifice” the qualities of virtuosity (wow) helping and sustaining, doing for others, giving and sharing. They call it the Give-away Eagle. I suppose that’s the difference between what you will give or sacrifice for a certain thing and what you will give or sacrifice for nothing, thou in the end ( or part way, thru) something is never for nothing. Anyway they( the turkeys) have moved off, now well, Pukeko has come strutting out and has a lot to say to Turkey who’s come scuttling back into the garden with babies in tow. Now I will have to get up and chase them away. Whew!!
I just happened to have the video machine in the car of Friday so I went down an got a video to watch Karama Sutra!!, new one just out. so, I’m on this very sensual buzz at the moment, with you in mind of course my precious beloved. The most wonderful thing about it was the sumptuous silks and chiffons, of course the few sex scenes where delicately done, mostly it was an okay story with okay stuff happening with a few hidden treasures. The woman who taught the art of Karma Sutra, well now, she was luminous. Anyway, I went looking at sumptuous silks and chiffons in the material shop yesterday I reckon I need some, for you to unwrap me out of, and I reckon your bedroom ceiling needs some too. Just breath deep darlin, and make sure to catch me as I fall into your arms, soon.
The cat’s are pleased to see me, thou fat cat keeps looking at me side ways when ever I pay Spot attention, especially when I watch over her feeding time so he doesn’t get all the kai (food). He’s just as happy to be back inside on his throne!! I rang Tash and Wayne ( pretty boy) last night. she’s going to take me to the hospital Thursday and bring me home, a good positive buddy to have around thru times like that, I’m still feeling apprehensive and paranoid even like I have to be watching my back when I get there. Weird! All in my head really, physically I feel better then good, heavier maybe and I did weight myself along the way oh boy! Say no more about that. Oh yes!! Wayne came over picked me up and took us off to a ‘Friends Bar’ to listen to some J and B’s. Saw the Jews Bro’s, they were rather strange, sometimes, widely funny and intoxicatingly wonderful at other times. Great line up of musicians. Female singer did some great Edith Pia (type) songs. But you’ve seen it all before, yes. And I do rave on, godly. We came back here and had a big midnight feed of peach pie, and talked about the universe. I hope you don’t mind but I let Wayne stay in the spare room and boy did e sleep!! It’s the effect of your place on people. He was so relaxed ( after he finally gotten up) that he sat and talked on and on for a couple of hours. Just verbally bouncing around ideas and figuring out his life, dear soul1 Maybe that was my Turkey ting for the day! Virtuously listening.
I was hummin’ and harrin’ about picking up the girl today and taking her with me tomorrow to Whangaruru, but as it was I didn’t drop her with her dad till Thursday, best leave her there I think. Come back Tuesday to pick Hannah up and get her ready for school on Wednesday. I’ll call in here over the week to feed the animals and air the place, warm it. Two other things I’ve drunk all your beer and killed all the chooks, all in one go!! and the fire brigade have not been her regardless of what the mad idiot neighbours mat say. Rubber Duck Captain is doing her job thou I do think she must be nipping off for a dog in Sammy’s room, the door keeps getting left open one minute and closed the next. She does have that funny smile on her face. I checked out the Mon Jong set, something we two need to do together, over Jasmine and apple blossom tea. My dear heart, tell that lovely boy of yours Hello!, with a hand shake and smile. Of course I will be here when you get home? It will reveal itself. Thank you for your beautiful letter I actually rung the shop to see if it had arrived yesterday and run all the way over to pick it up, lost a couple of pounds doing that! It gladdened my heart to hear from you, and I wait in anticipation of seeing you next, very soon my love.
xxx EJP.
16 June 2020
My Darling
My darling Joseph,
Really its nothing like winter and I’m being brave magnanimous heart.
Today will be another glorious one, its tomorrow and the next I wonder about. I just keep looking
to see that smile of yours and hear your boys laugh to know that all is well with all of us. I didn’t
want to come home yesterday, but what a pleasurable day it unfolding to be.
Late morning, just as I was contemplating what to do next, a message walked through the door
carrying bags of food. I got game and made jam out of the peaches, boiled the shit out of it “just
like you said”. Cousin Alice called next on her way home from work at the radio, and we talked
of whenua and ika (land and fish) maemae and aroha ( the hurting and the love) then old Aunty
Bunny turned up. She of 75 and still rowing her boat. I fixed her sore head and then we made plans to go fruit tree raiding in Ohaeawai tomorrow and write stories on the way. Both doing Pukeko (bird like/ strange) things lately.
Hannah and I wound the day up next door listening to a singer crooning on, did a lot of Dylan types ‘ Shhh..shhh… stuff ‘! You would have really liked him, had the old babes dribbling at the mouth with no’s. like Sweet Jane ect. I was far to cool for that of course. His originals were great, word-wise, poetry. His guitarist, brilliant, especially when he pulled off Hendrix. So well.
And he didn’t need to be wasted on mushrooms like his mate. Maybe 25 people there all 35plus so it was a good evening. The high light was talking to one woman ( at lest mid 50’s) saying “I don’t know why people use words like Dick and Cunt so negatively they’re wonderful things, and if someone says go get fucked. I think great they want me to have a orgasm”!! So cool
right!! Anyway Hannah and I came home about10.30 and listen to the last set tucked up in bed. It always manages to put us to sleep. And yes. I’ve kept Hannah with me, my Honey bee going north to see Yana’s sister Jess and pick up camping gear today bring it back here. Have all good
intention of being at Tae Kwondo tonight. Ouch!! And the lawns grows gloriously well a good half dozen hay bales at least. I tuned the T.V. and video into each other like “Properly” all by myself wow. I felt so onto it when I did that, just don’t ask me how!! Well my most noble soul I will totally avoid a particular set of words here! May you have the energy to live your life to the fullest each day of your adventure the courage to do something
different and new before each sun set and the peace to dream sweet each night.
I love you dear heart and keep things warm for you this way.
EJP. xx xxx