while we all settled into our winter bodies here in the north, sitting in front of fireplaces and eating braised foods, this rosemary seemed to stretch itself out, growing thinner and less dense somehow, as it reached for the sun.
weight and balance
part of what makes a calder mobile so compelling is that it not only hangs in balance but it looks as if it should hang in balance. the visual weight, and the actual weight, of the elements are equal on both sides of the fulcrum. somehow this rock arrangement gives me that same feeling, although it will never hang in a slow spinning suspension.
beach rocks, mediterranean and lake superior
i’ve never met a eucalyptus i didn’t like
i’ve sometimes secretly thought i should have been born an aussie. a tomboy with a love of the outdoors and a frank way of saying what she means and not what polite society says she should say. i would have fit in. also, a thing for eucalyptus. also a love of breaking rules. should i really have been born in a country founded by puritans? or an island settled by convicts?
the kandy-colored tangerine-flake streamline baby
there have been times recently when, although i’ve never felt the remotest hippie urge turn on, tune in, or drop out, i have understood the 1960s spirit that said, hey, what if we all just stopped trying so hard, maybe stopped bombing everything, and started loving each other? i didn’t intend for this photo to go in this direction, but i guess this is my little citrus-colored ode to the flower child in me, and an announcement that if anybody is thinking about a summer of love anytime soon, i’m in.
circle of citrus slices
this photo only really reaches its full potential if you open a bag of star anise next to your computer and breathe in regularly. that’s how my living room smelled all day, while this collection of little asterisks sat there looking pretty, and inciting daydreams of hot chai.
star anise (Illicium verum)