Use lemon and salt to freshen copper-bottomed pots.
Rake leaf mulch from strawberries, prune dead canes from raspberries. Pile brush in the alley to be hauled away another day.
Straighten the studio and find this at the bottom of a box…why did it speak to me when I copied it from the I Ching years ago? No memory at all. But it speaks to me again today as poetry and instruction:
The five colors blind the eye.
The five tones deafen the ear.
The five flavors dull the taste.
Racing and hunting madden the mind.
Precious things lead one astray.
Therefore the sage is guided by what he feels and not by what he sees.
He lets go of that and chooses this.