storming

all around the north country

wild 

clouds, snow, wind

 it started out cold and strangely golden 

early just after dawn

and the clouds were strange colors.

 i spotted two ends of a snowbow

 as i drove down the amish road.

 all day we heard stories of 

blizzard-like conditions nearby

(lake ontario)

and on the other big lake

(lake erie)

 so i drove home with courage and a high glorious joy

hoping to avoid whiteouts,

relieved to be going home to warm up the house

for whatever weather arrives.

and on the road

a pair of snow buntings

 they are back

  having traveled south for the winter.

i soon saw a flock

gathered on the gravel shoulders.

 there were some prints last night

i used up the last of the late fall harvests

before the snow came.

 and here, 

back home,

there's a snow dance

a crazy little spiral in our four inches or so.

friday thoughts in snow

 that damn porcupine has been feasting

on my one big white pine

 and you won't believe 

how hard it is to follow it

back to where the tracks

become a confusion

a vanishing

a something i don't understand.

sigh.

i wish it wouldn't.

 a nice big snow storm here

an elder dog prefers not to forge through 

(not many leaps left)

i hope there will be skiing tomorrow

after i shovel or plow out.

the house is creaking 

as the wind becomes

a bit more serious.

that pink comes from

a cold dyebath 

with lemon zinger in it.

and the ball of lokta is very tough.

the cloth is harem or strong cheese cloth,

with globes of its own.

 during clean up 

a few moons

have surfaced, and a few

are missing.

and a few prints,

a surprise, 

a happy surprise collaboration

from aimee, 

how textile

and paper

and print

converge.

i like this very much!

a watcher

 when i brought her into my house, into my bedroom

15 years ago, 

i felt her presence.

i grew to love her, 

after i grew to fear her no more.

 rosa rugosa i planted here

 on linen

part of a bundle like this:

 which has handmade

abaca, from some time ago,

when i did an edition of white paper

saved

for a rainy day

you can see
(well, maybe you can't see)

the ecoprints came out

very well, 

from pastel to deep

purple, charcoal, and dots

of rose from staghorn sumac berries

gathered at the new place.

hunker down, all, and safety to you.