It was unusually dry here this summer. I certainly enjoyed the absence of humidity and mosquitoes but the trees are in distress and are dropping leaves early.
At the same time, the garden is going strong and a few days of long awaited rain has renewed much of the green and bloom. It is way cool for the end of august and the turning of the leaves next to all the new growth is amazing to see. This odd overlap of seasons has me focused on edges once again... and thinking about how our expectations define edges for us, and how we might experiment with that. How that might be so related to learning.
So I have been walking around with the camera, and experimenting with overlaps in the form of points and barbs and little thing that reach out beyond the normal boundary of a defined shape. And I am stopping to notice how that redefines the shape . Just how much considering that little line of protrusions can protect us from the shock of change and help us understand it in some slower way. It is a kind of whispering I think.
...and so the cloth I have been stitching on this morning, is not really a square anymore, it is a jagged something or other. A square that has become more of a fragment. I experimented with this idea so much on this one, I can no longer count the ways. I love that I cannot decide which end is up. I have so much more to say about this.
