This slower than slow growing plant has found new energy this summer. It actually bloomed again (!) before sending up new growth. It is speaking to me.
And now some Old Leaf.
Found under some old wood outside, while trying to clear away some junk. Last autumn folded over on itself. Preserved and holding in some strange way. It's summer but it is time to start stacking wood. Turn turn turn. It sang to me.
Couldn't help myself. Finding an old stray leaf cat in there.
And of course while considering that, a new stray leaf is calling as well.
It's a dark damp Sunday and I am sitting by the fan amusing myself. Going with the day.
The windows were open all night to cool the house.
I woke to find my feet sticking to the floor. Ick. The dreaded thick air.
Mom used to text me. Ick. I know what it meant. I would text back. Double Ick. I stopped for a moment and missed that.
But mist. Ahhh. Mystery. Story overtakes me. Distracted by that. Does that happen to you? Do you take the time to act on it?
Just a layering of sketch over photo then. Photo play even before coffee. Mis-Story.
And as always I love the effect of the photos through the screen. (Took this one with my phone on the way down the stairs from the sleep loft. My feet sticking to every step along the way.) How it's a patchwork grid in a way. The safety net again. This time safe from mosquitoes. But how beautifully it breaks up the mystery space. And hold me there.
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