freebie

freebie

some days i have to search high and low for a still blog subject. today, one blew in on the wind. over the course of a blizzardly winter afternoon, the sky let close to a foot of snow fall on my deck, and then the wind set about sculpting some of it into an abstract but evocative little ridge right outside my back door. i just opened the door, squinted a little bit into the spray of frost on my face, and took this photo.

snowdrift

  • Kimbersew says:

    beautiful. thanks for helping me see it.

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the moronic sport

the moronic sport

my two minnesota boys went out to do the classic minnesota thing today. they sat on the ice of our lake for a couple hours, looking down into holes where their fishing lines disappeared, and eventually brought home a light appetizer of two bluegills. then they went to watch the minnesota vikings lose another chance to go to the superbowl. a quintessential minnesota day. i think they would say it was fun.

freshwater bluegill (Lepomis macrochirus) in the sunfish family

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nesting

nesting

i don’t know what this is. i didn’t have a vision for it when i started and i didn’t try to impose a vision as i pulled it together. it looks like an apple or a maybe a nest. i’ve been operating at capacity for a long time. i could use a little bit of nesting. my hands made a nest of tangerine leaves almost in spite of me. it doesn’t have to make sense. but it does make perfect sense.

dried tangerine leaves

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really, who knew?

really, who knew?

in minnesota you can machine harvest wild rice and the grains are generally black and thin and very brittle and slightly bitter. or you can hand harvest them, as the anishinaabe have done for millenia, and then you can winnow them by hand and then parch them over a wood fire, and you get a mellow, mottled, and, to an extent i have never noticed until today, incredibly multi-hued collection of rice grains. this spectrum of colors was pulled at random from a single bag of hand harvested wild rice. i can’t stop looking at it. by the way this is experiment #2 in finding a still blog way of looking at food. it’s one of my favorite images in months if not years, because it’s beautiful and because it is so fundamentally about my home.

northern wild rice grains (Zizania palustris)

  • Tracey Martin says:

    I love finding “accidental beauty” in homemaking. It’s oddly satisfying yet slightly chastising because the beauty was always there. I was just to busy or distracted to notice.

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construction debris

construction debris

i’m going to need a dumpster soon if i don’t start reducing the waste i generate by creating even a little bit of order in one corner of my house, from among the piles of entropy-driven matter in my basement.

woven summer stems

 

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