The waterline has risen above my head. I do not want learning, dignity, or respectability. I just want to see more clearly under water.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Yard Spiral Lights It All Up
Yard Spiral doesn't care about the house. It is of and for the earth and plays with all things living in the yard. I can watch from the porch. It's safe there.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Yard Spiral Asleep
The spiral has taken over the yard and moves at will through the space. Now it is resting. Soon it will be rearranging things. It has its own plans. I am never included.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Yard Spiral Returns
Colors and shapes in the yard have suddenly become simple and bold. Then the spiral enters from the bottom left. The question is, will the spiral be strong enough to hold its own?
Saturday, November 5, 2011
The Secret Life of Trees
These trees are in my backyard and as I sketched they seemed to be peering directly back at me. Our gaze met, and it was the strangest feeling.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Evening
The light at twilight is beautiful in Florida, all turquoise and yellow. Even the land seems sometimes under water.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Unravel
My focus is gone today. The landscape seems like a tapestry with unruly threads and many holes. There is not much you can do when this happens. I try to just wait it out.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Eye of the Sunset
Maybe the sunset looks at us pooled in the water and glowing through the sky. What do we see when we look at dust?
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Howling Tree
We've had days of storms that finally broke today. The trees were howling like dogs with the wind.
Gabbe, this one's for you.
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