winter sky

the wonderful winter sky

is companion to this walker.

some little snow

 came on.

only a little and very icy

for me that means i won't ski.

 barnhenge is leaning

without a skin to hold it taut

it is leaving, leaning, leaning. 

 and still the clouds

 this old yard table sinks deeper 

 into the snow

 small doings

stitch footprints through the few inches.

 i peep through the one mulberry that lived

from a planting of eight.

 there was a small deer visiting the black eyed susan

seed heads

 not much was eaten

probably not tasty 

(though that one was bold to come close to the house)

 leaving plenty of seed

for dyework and

for the new garden at the place

called home.

going home.

here, again

the sky

 to the south and west was wild

and to the east,

here,

was quiet

 turning to this

that view--
turning

 i saw there was some action
where that white and bruised indigo meet

that's where the new place is!
and indeed there was a thunderstorm.

 back to the east there were 

delicious, qiuet

 i've been enjoying reading 
robert macfarlane, 
thinking about words and land

 many colors and threads,
mostly indigo and evergreen
around here, anyway.

~~~

continuing walking i find this 

 coyote berryeater has been by

 leaving notice all up and down the middle of the road

one for each night,

 walkers beware!

coyote is announcing stuff! 

 chamomile is richer than
i've ever seen it here before. 

 paths: coyote?

whitetail?

gray fox?

cottontal or showshoe hare?

 here, we got a paintwork

 strong color

 oh

 oh

 and then a second one showed up

 clouds lowered and a few drops hit
but i didn't get wet, not very.

looking down 
at my feet was a little bookish chunk of steel.

~~~

my wizard friend
carol blinn

presented me with this:

 a little book showcasing my paper

out of the blue

(and the press)

here it is with one of the latins newly named.

 at w.s.w. i took a chance on some weird pop.

  nifty bottles

and the flavors were curious
they say
BOTANICALLY BREWED
(so appropriate, maybe i should name my blog this!)

 and then this

became this

 a dye experiment

on spun lokta.
and then as i've been thinking and working 
with blossoms

i printed with daylily blossoms
the ones that drip rich magenta
syrup 
on the green leaves below 

so i contact printed/dyed on piece of case paper and 
teamed it up with indigo
and we'll see where they go 

 daylily and one lone hibiscus 
spent blossoms...
that weird experiment above?

we're half way through.

how the week ended

this pond is ever changing

because of the sky

the snow

the meadow grasses

the ridges that trace its edges

rich ecotones

 these are the new energy

 the new windows

 i helped paint primer this weekend

 i did the piddly bits

crevices and curves

 where the sill will live

(i will point out that smear was not my doing-it's "mud")

 the corn ladies

demure behind their fringe of standing corn

(maybe these singletons are now bound)

 they wore gowns of white for over a week

until it thawed enough

 coyote leaves offal scat

in the road every day.

a trickster with nasty manners

(i well remember my outrage

at coyote

when i read giving birth to thunder, sleeping with his daughter

coyote builds north america

by barry lopez 

back when i lived in kentucky)

 fortunately,

the streams run high and fast just now

and no deer parts in plastic bags

have been thrown in.

over at the new place

hopefully, there will be no poaching.

hopefully.