i pass this every morning on my way to school
and this on the way home
on friday,
amish farmers getting in the corn
two young heifers visited my driveway the other day
and on the other side of the drive
wild grapes
cattail
fiber
always looking for fiber
thistledown
prickly wonderful
tiny seed fibers
big arbor vitae bast fiber
mostly deep under and inside
on this fence post
and color
the colors of the meadows
just perfect
and the big moon above.
autumnal equinox.
it's time.
time to get some studio work done.
almost time, that is.
i couldn't sleep last night thinking of all the fiber i know of out in the world that i want to harvest! was just talking to bill about you and color and funny things in the freezer last night. xo
ReplyDeletewonderful fibre and colour (even if spellcheck doesn't like how I spell it! hugs to you and Aimee - still having trouble leaving comments on blogger (I'd love to spell them a slightly different way..
ReplyDeleteBirdhouses! Footprints! Very good.
ReplyDeleteThe colors of autumn are upon us... glad this are better. Looking over a large pile of wood to the studio... and until there is no pile, I will still be looking at it from afar. But not for long.
ReplyDeleteoh my... I'm loving those equines and bovines and colours everywhere.... and the moon! (we have been marveling at the moon over this side of the pond too)
ReplyDeleteV - so many visual stimulants - walks and drives are but excuses to check out the palette of the world around us. Go well. B
ReplyDeleteI love how these images give me a sense of place - of where you are. So different to our own world, but the moon we share! Go gently...
ReplyDeleteAll very pre-fall and lovely. I saw that moon too and it was grand. Haven't been following, but I take it your sister has not been well which makes me sad. Best wishes.
ReplyDeleteaimee, i know...sometimes i just get in way over my head, and then i remember that, if we are lucky, there will be more next year.
ReplyDeletejean, i love fibre, and have not got the wearwithall (sp?) to spell it the canadian/british way.
alice, all so good and positive
valerie, we knew it was coming, but still...
ronnie, the constant moon
barry, so true
fiona, yes, but all of this wonderful globe. i will be in oz again next year--
christine, yes, she is out of the woods, but has exploratory surgery coming up for a non-related, but newly diagnosed issue. she is a tough bird, though.
i'm simply drooling at the thought of wild grapes...that have one of the whirled's most luscious fragrances...
ReplyDeleteindia, they are perfect in their rich color and flavor and scent.
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ReplyDeletejude, word!
ReplyDeleteOh that color!
ReplyDeleteimo nothing ever beats those harvest moons.japanese have made a sport of moon watching and even have a name for it tsuki mi つきみ (moon watching)
ReplyDeletenancy, and the light show is just beginning!
ReplyDeleteneki, of course they have! tsuki mi.