self deception

i am somewhat desperately photographing my surroundings here before we leave it behind on thursday. i am also somewhat desperately trying to fool myself into believing it isn’t happening. that we aren’t leaving this culture and climate behind. that we aren’t returning to below zero fahrenheit (not celsius) temperatures, and a foot or more of snow on the ground. that these agave leaves aren’t actually agave leaves we are leaving behind on our south facing stone terrace in southern France, but a close up of some unmowed fescue grass waiting for us, on a breezy june evening, on the shore of turtle lake, while the frogs sing. yes. now that i could go home to.

agave on our terrace

autignac, france

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softly falling

one of the reasons i have been so anxious to try this new format is that there is a small but significant segment of the color spectrum that i have not had a chance to explore while working on a white background. in my old format, these feathers would have looked dull gray, or possibly even like dirty white feathers set against a brighter white background. but now, against black, they get to show off their lustrous sheen to offset an air of slightly windblown bedragglement. They are happier, more self-confident feathers against a black background than they would have been against white.

beach feathers

sète, france

 

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shape…color…form…symbol?

i know there is a long human history of using arrangements of stones to mark special places and commemorate special events. i know that there is potentially some symbolism in my choice of symmetry and form and color here. i want very much to provide the key that will elevate this assemblage into a higher and more meaningful experience. but i collected them originally because they each had luscious, satisfying textures and felt good in my hands. then i organized them on a grid, like a good engineer, and continued to play with them until they met some internal definition of the word beautiful. and i stopped there. if you want more, the ball is in your court. let me know what you come up with.

beach rocks

sète, france

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feature not a bug

when something is as delicious as a fresh blackberry, it only makes sense that nature would try to protect it by starting an arms race with the local omnivores. i can report that deterrence only got the local blackberries so far this fall. there were some heavy losses on the their side of the battle.

wild blackberries

autignac, france

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monsieur sauzet

every thursday morning at 9 am our fishmonger, monsieur sauzet, shows up in the village square to sell us fresh fish his sons have caught the previous day. Buying the fish is usually just the beginning of the process. They are always whole, and so we have to gut and clean them, or fillet them, or, in the case of squid, pull their heads off, scrape off their skin, scoop out their insides, and slip their beautiful, clear cartilaginous spines out from along their backs. they look like willow leaves, and it is worth all the rest of the work to accumulate a small pile of those spines on the sideboard next to the sink. a little magic in the midst of minor drudgery.

squid spines

autignac, france

  • carol says:

    I have been trying to tell you how much I love this new look, but from my iPad or iPhone I cannot make the comments work.
    So, anyway, I really love this. I especially like the squid post because I love cleaning them and pulling out that beautiful carapace.
    I have to say, however, that I do feel sorry for the creatures, delicious as they may be. Safe travels back and remember do not tune in to any news.

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    • So funny that I should see this just now, only minutes ago I announced to the family that we will all be on a mandatory media black-out for a couple days.

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