It's a dark and stormy morning.
Looking at Jude's earth beasts, I thought "What does my earth beast look like." This is what I drew:
She is tiny, like a bumble bee.
She burrows but likes to pop her head out on clear nights to look at the stars and the moon. You might hear her humming if you listen close enough.
She is shy but has sharp teeth and can be ferocious when needed.
She likes to mend.
You might find her dangling in a tree, under a leaf if you look hard enough.
Goldenrod.
This weekend I worked on the bottom hem.
There is just the neckline to do now.
I am going to bind the edge with something indigo dyed and call it good enough...actually great.
I love the way it fits.
I am experimenting with "movies" again...moments and meals from the week.
Not all my meals have been as healthy as the ones I've shared in the video. One night I couldn't settle down. I ate a handful of nuts, a handful of dried fruit, a spoonful of peanut butter and then walked away from the kitchen only to return and do this two more times.
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Twice this week I've wanted to run down the street to take someone's picture but didn't.
The first time was when I noticed a couple walking their little white dog down the street while wearing white gorilla suits with red bandannas over their faces for masks. Maybe they were social distancing for a "Procession of the Species?"
The second time was just now. One of my neighbors was walking down the street, in no hurry despite the pouring rain, with a huge bright pink umbrella. In the midst of all the green the umbrella was magical.
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It is intensely green today.
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I am planting vegetables in a new spot this year and found a patch of clay while digging.
I have an idea.
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The shelter in place, lock down, whatever you want to call it... will continue as is for another 4 weeks here.
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There was a kinglet in the garden today.
It was warm and balmy this evening.
On the edge of a storm.
I took my dinner outside, thought I might light the candle in it's boat (a prompt from one of India Flint's classes) but then the wind came up and lighting a candle just wasn't possible.
Dinner was more than good enough however.
Shallots, Swiss chard (heavy on the stems, light on the leaves), pasta, re-hydrated peppers and parmesan.
The rain is heavy now.
The end of the "Shelter in Place" has been pushed out farther for us, date to come later.
Daily posting has been good for me.
The rhythm of it.
I made three of these boats this morning, filled them with leaves and flowers and left them for friends.
Thank you everyone who has come to visit...
Bandwidth as defined by the Oxford dictionary:
This morning Jude brought up something many of us may be experiencing...slow internet. It is ironic that bandwidth can be used for describing mental health too...
It's been a tradition for me to rent/stream the movie Enchanted April each spring. This year I'm not going to (or any other movies) and instead take the time to read the book.
"So entirely unaware was Mrs. Wilkins that her April for that year had then and there been settled for her that she dropped the newspaper with a gesture that was both irritated and resigned, and went over to the window and stared drearily out at the dripping street." Elizabeth Von Arnim
And instead of dreaming of the beautiful clothes/robes that they wear in the movie, perhaps it's time to act on the inspiration of the movie?
"How are you" has become an interesting question.
"Fine" doesn't seem right and yet fine is a wonderful thing.
"Good enough," I usually answer.
Mostly I am distracted. Not sure of what I want to say or why.
Maybe a daily assignment would help?
A daily photo. Because it is something that I can do. For one hundred and nineteen days, mid August.
Posted here because it's the platform that I like the best. Because everyone who has internet, has access.
There might not always be words, maybe not an image. I'm not quite sure where I am going with this, but mostly I think...exploring what is good enough?
From my journal, inspired by John Franzen via India Flint.
My mind is on hearts right now, really heart as a symbol for gratitude.
Silk dyed with walnut, eucalyptus and sumac.
I found the below video at Pomegranate Trail (Nancy).
What I needed today and worth sharing...
While sorting cloth I found the white fleece I was looking for. It had been made in to a pair of sweat pants that were too big.
Added to a little leftover pink fleece I have a whole new sweatshirt...probably for a P.J. top.
I suppose there is a little Alabama Chanin influence along with the usual suspects.
And the house is a little cleaner....