more than one
Look at the color of the leaves on that tree. Yellow, right? That’s what the camera is showing us. Yes. But this time, instead of
deep down
Peaches. On the beach. You know she has company because – well, all those give-away footprints in the sand. Althought footprints can last awhile, even
who you are
Yesterday I was talking to a dear friend about my busy busy life this summer and she said to me:”You’ve forgotten who you are.” It
my language
It’s summer. It’s time to forget, daydream, act on a whim. But blog? Hmmmm. It’s been awhile. But yes, midst my forgetting, my daydreaming, my
is/isn’t
Water reflects. Until it doesn’t. The weather was way too hot. Now it isn’t. We are. And then we aren’t. Yeah, it seems that way.
the heat
Summer is getting warmer and warmer. I love it. I love the heat. Today was the first day in so long that NO ONE was
rest
Right now, it’s pouring cats and dogs. And windy. But last night: the lake was the picture of peace. Just what I needed to greet
her/its own reality
Is this my Aunt Hunter holding me now? asks Cecilia. And will I look over to see Aunt Lynn in a moment? Is this the
done in
It’s been raining. It’s cold. We were outside too long. The pooch is done in. But I’m okay. I’m not done in. I’m coming out
alongside
I was just out taking Peaches for a walk up the little peak near me. I noticed a car parked at the entrance to the
Salley Knight
Salley Knight is an American textile artist. She creates her art using ancient Japanese techniques of hand-dyeing on silk.
