Sweetfern, Comptonia peregrina, is neither sweet nor a fern. It looks like something the dinosaurs would have walked through, releasing the warmest, spiciest aromas of imagination.
Tuesday, November 8, 2022
events
Friday, November 4, 2022
the rest of the (hap) story
Remember the Hap?
Here's where it started.
Below is a link to the rest of the story.
In case you ever wondered.
Better late than never?
I wrote a piece about it, and about knitting gifts,
for the wonderful fiberfolk at MDK, here:
I hope you like it.
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100 years ago
Howard Carter's diary, 1922.
Saturday, 4 November: "First steps of tomb found."
A sketch from one of Harry Burton's photographs:
Wednesday, November 2, 2022
Tuesday, November 1, 2022
such color
A couple of weeks ago I thought this might be the last zinnia of 2022. So I carried it, held over my head through a paddock full of interested goats, up to the house. Popped it into a little vase along with a handful of Galinsoga parviflora. Photographed it. Sketched it. Enjoyed a late-summer posy for many days before it gradually lowered it's head and faded.
When I harvested the tomatoes last week, there was one more zinnia!
With color every bit as brilliant, but petals showing the challenges of blooming when nights are sometimes dipping below freezing.
There's beauty in the struggle.
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