clouds tell stories each evening
mapping infinity
high above the fields
close up there's dogbane
and from far away nepal
another plant rests
hand made paper, shifu, artists' books, north country living, and some words
hand made paper, shifu, artists' books, north country living, and some words
you are so gifted with the word. and the image. and your hands. and their intersections! so grateful for your presence in the world.
ReplyDeleteI, too, love your imagery, Velma! And your presence.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful plant and tree silhouettes! Skies this time of year are miraculous... as well as all the drying stalks and shriveling petals, somehow exquisite.
ReplyDeleteBranches and thread intertwined.... we are on the same track. Beautiful photos Velma.
ReplyDeleteaimee, you are so wonderful
ReplyDeletecait, and you, too.
valerianna, shriveling...exquisite: good words
robyn, yes, were interwoven, intertwined, definitely! (and unintentional, but so connected!)
I love both the idea of a twilight harvest, and that clouds are telling stories, mapping infinity. I will hold those thoughts close.
ReplyDeletef, the richness this fall keeps shocking me. my yard smells of ripening cider (yes, a little alcoholic) since the wild apple has borne more fruit than ever.
ReplyDeleteV-I'm interested in how we look at the world. You look and seek plants that offer fibres for paper etc. I would look and just see the contract of dark against light.B
ReplyDeleteb, not so different, really, because the reason i photographed it WAS the contrast. by harvesting i connect to the earth, it's true. dogbane grows here as shadows, hard to find in the riot of "weeds"
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