A fire burning. Lamplight. Contentment. Colors of Autumn. Love. Anticipation? A dream of a Blanket. I have changed the way I store cloth and thread. I used to sort by colors, now I sort by warm and cool colors. And it is funny which colors end up in which pile depending on my sense of them when I sort them. A ring. The birth of a season. A became autumn. It was late, and I thought, oh, I could […]
Yesterday’s Green. Everything. How can it not be about green in these days? I think I will take the summer off from writing here. Just go with pictures and talking. There is enough writing going on elsewhere. I did a bit of green storming today, you know, thoughts that arise with the word green. They weren’t surprising. greenstorming greening
Just Because she was present here on the porch. It’s 7 AM and already 65. The chill has past. Bees are a-buzzing. She, the spider, is hiding under the cloth now. Probably fairly true to color. The porch wall might not be the best place to photograph. Color seems to change there. But color is not a “thing” anyway, it is a relationship between the eye and the brain and the moment. Anyway, the roof is a deep red, I […]
Oddly. From another perspective….Fire… on the inside… has proven to be something like shelter. Sometimes we can fight fire with fire. What if I continue the red all the way down? Like a center column. A spine. To accentuate standing. Working on the inside of something can sometimes make it stronger even if you can’t see it. Or know what to call it.
Yesterday we travelled to get our first vaccine. It was easy and swift. Today my arm is a bit sore. I am not one for getting vaccines. I have never had a flu shot or any other shot as far as I might remember. I , we all, have choices in life. Mostly we act on our beliefs about health and well being, which we often accept as our “knowledge” through experience. This is what we do. We are what […]
Second Spring here. So I can say Spring in the Valley again. And allergies. It’s been very dry. It’s going to rain for a few days, that usually helps. Not a lot of thoughts here except I think I will begin with green. And then, that stray red thread, a reminder of the fire inside. I thought that when I saw it. I think I will leave it beneath what ever gets stitched there. It is often not noticed, but […]