The known world
I thought a lot about us spinning away on our own little planet, in our own little country, in our own little towns, in our own little houses, with our own little beating hearts. How small we are how short
Three perfect, blue-speckled eggs
Like in the post a few weeks back about the life cycle of an apple tree I thought a lot about the persistence of nature this week. The strong desire of nature to fulfill its destiny, to lay hope in
Keeping the wheel spinning
Well there are lots of metaphorical images to be teased from Monday’s shadow of the wheel photo, I had a couple of great comments on Monday’s post that expanded the conversation and I encourage you to check them out.
Little by Little
I have a story, a confession really, to share with you about my relationship with Heliz Aspersa (Snail’s proper name). As I said in my Monday post I am a snail stomper, tosser and squasher, they wreck havoc on my
Wabi sabi: finding comfort in the dark
I have been sitting with this idea of wabi-sabi this week. Looking at the beauty in the fading, drying garden. Often I’ll spend time dead heading my roses and other flowers to encourage more blooms, a last bit of autumn
What is a life cycle?
As I worked on my art response this week I kept thinking about what is a life cycle?. Typically, in song and poem the human life cycle is depicted as having one spring, one summer… in the winter of your life
Ode to Common Yarrow: Hold fast your dreams
This week I had a wonderful time working with my scrappy little friend Common Yarrow. I too am broadcasting my seeds in all types of soil, unsure which seed will take hold, which spot is hospitable, where nourishment is found.
The Spiral: meeting myself again
Well the week has passed in a flash and it is time to share reflections. After posting my inspiration on Monday of the lovely succulent with all it’s strings attached, I went for a long walk in the back property