working at night this week
parent teacher conferences.
i drove by the place where the geese still spend their nights
before it freezes.
and by the corn ladies
(caught today in the daylight)
and yes,
they do dance
they twirl slowly
in the november wind
allow themselves to be moved
ever so slightly
that no one (much) sees.
i did.
and
i saw a ghost!
ghost prints
indigo leaf
grown by josh for me
hidden away in my journal
in september.
From my dark city, I come here for the bright glow that your background color sets, and the magic of your photography...the what you see, and what you think of what you see...dancing in November wind....the ghost of Indigo in a notebook. It's a lovely place, your world.
ReplyDeleteI love surprises tucked away in books. I must say, I am smitten with the corn ladies!
ReplyDeleteAwesome! I love your corn ladies and ghost leaf :)
ReplyDeleteYour ladies remind me of "my gals" (both sets, one sunflowers and one dressmaker forms). I love seeing stuff like this and I thank you for sharing!
what a lovely ghost
ReplyDeletethe ladies are line dancing, the music must be in the wind.
ReplyDeletecorn ladies!!!! oh wow!!!! we don't have the dancing ladies around here (how wonderful they look!)
ReplyDeleteGhosts in books and dancers in the corn fields.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ms, yes, it's glowing a little bit over here, for a while, and the infinite ochers and taupes are good against it. the north country will soon be even more colorful, draped in snow.
ReplyDeletevalerie, i swear they were singing the other night.
nancy, yes, these ladies are well built and i laugh when i think what their amish makes would think about my fancy
india, yes, especially since i lost most of the crop.
jean, lots of lines on both sides of the road
ronnie, no amish in oz?!
lynn, you never know what magic will turn up.
such haunting ghost leaves !
ReplyDelete... & such beautiful terrain there near you, always...
maybe the corn ladies will ask you to breakfast one day. i wonder what they'll serve.
HA! just look at that leaf print ... giving up whatever moisture it contained to make you a drawing. Isn't that one of the best things that leaves do?!
ReplyDeletetherese, i hope so… corn bread?
ReplyDeletei know, sweetpea, and there's the tiniest bit of blue!
corn ladies and ghosts. time stamps. i've been lurking with less words than usual.
ReplyDeletejude, wordless lurking is my pleasure, too.
ReplyDeletedancing corn ladies. i want to be one.
ReplyDeleteneki, c'mon over
ReplyDeleteYou know what they used to call 'girls' who worked at night, don't you...hint, hint...it was not 'tutor'...even though some 'tutoring', most likely ... was going on...
ReplyDeleteFrom your sister who is giddy from overwork in the new digs...stop by...I need a hug!
claudia, NOT corn ladies, for sure. and definitely NOT tutor. though tutor i was! i will stop in, been pretty over the top. i need a hug, too. maybe friday or saturday.
ReplyDeletethe dancing corn ladies in the cold autumn light are magic, tghank you for sharing your world Velma!
ReplyDeletemc, you're very welcome. these ladies…sigh…
ReplyDelete