Even as we speak nature is winning a war we so gleafully believe to be handily under our control. Look hard to find what it is you believe.
Mid summer night. Crickets. Cool air from recent rain. A certain perfection pervades the air. Succinct succulence.
Carving Stone. One of my favorite places is the Marble/marble stone carving symposium. I’m so lucking to have been so welcomed into that magically family of crazies.
