2021 filled with living puzzle pieces and slip knots

 More rain falls and the winds have been, and promise to be, powerful in their gusts. Our pots of Ohe (Bamboo) topple. Pete resets them using cement blocks to hold them up but then the Wind swirls comes from the other direction and down they go. For now we'll leave them in the horizontal position. 

This is a grateful for the life post written as my old year draws itself into a blustery, Lono-filled slip knot. 

The photos that fill this post are in a jumble of order, or not. If you're curious, leave me a question in the comments. And if you'd just like to comment, that will be fun, too.

"The slip knot is a stopper knot which is easily undone by pulling the tail (working end). The slip knot is related to the running knot, which will release when the standing end is pulled. Both knots are identical and are composed of a slipped overhand knot, where a bight allows the knot to be released by pulling on an end; the working end for a slip knot, and the standing end for a running knot. The slip knot is used as a starting point for crochet and knitting.

The slip knot is a stopper knot that may be spilled or slipped instantly by pulling on the end to withdraw a loop. There is but one knot entitled to the name; any others having a similar feature are merely " slipped" knots.

— The Ashley Book of Knots^{[2] -Wikipedia} 

 

I am an old woman

A grandmother

Fruitful, aged Mango Tree

Roots like rubber

Or some other.

I am an old woman

Who looks 

More like my mother,

Or? 

My brother

Lucky me.

I am an old woman

With a life

Spent in deep

Contemplation,

Often.

I am an old woman

Grateful for 

People and Places

Who have 

Slipped their knots

Long enough

For us to

Slip in 

Mahalo nui loa People and Places,

Mokihana