If You’re Afraid…

…of spiders, then you will not want to click on this photo. I saw this as I was taking a walk the other day. My brain couldn’t process what I was seeing, so I bent in reaaaally close to figure it out.

Shudder.

Anyway, if you have a strong stomach and little things like the circle of life don’t bother you, then click away!

In The Garden


This evening I braved the ferocity of the mosquitos to snap a few photos of the flowers in the garden. The above picture is a close up of chive flowers, one in full bloom, the other a bud that I’m sure will open up tomorrow morning. I love the way a camera can bring the details so much closer to the human eye. I’m showing you a small version at 72dpi, and already the flower is three to four times normal size (depending on the monitor, of course).

I’m not certain what kind of moth it is in the photo below, but it’s a good bet some clever entomologist is out there who could readily identify it. As it stands, I’ll just be in awe anyway. The daisy is your standard fare and it’s growing in amidst the rose bush to provide some interest while the pink blooms prepare themselves.


Sadly, little caterpillars are eating half circles into the leaves. I’ve been trying to pluck them off and return them to the forest across the way, but there are too many of them (or the same ones keep coming back!). I don’t want to use chemicals, so I guess I’ll have to research other options. At any rate, I can’t wait for the roses!

Moonlife
18″ x 36″
Mixed Media
on Canvas
Moonrise
18″ x 14″
Mixed Media
on Canvas

2007
Nothing so simple as Moonrise
Nothing so normal as trees
Nothing so common as starlight
Or the scent of wild flowers
You, and the hours
We’ve spent in the warm summer breeze

Yes, we’ve spent in the warm summer breeze
You, and the hours
The scent of wild flowers
Nothing so common as starlight
Nothing so normal as trees
Nothing so simple as Moonrise

Into The Soft Soft Night
16″x 20″
Mixed Media on Canvas

I lay beneath the sighing stars
And the leafy whispers of the wood
Animal rustlings and watery sounds
Drawing me from a river of dreams
To rest upon the earthy shore

My heart beats so slow
My breath comes so low
Is the world changed in sleep, or me?
I rise and move, I move
Into the soft soft night

2007