mountain ash frond in october
saint paul, minnesota
i have tried to minimize buying clothes and home accessories when i travel, because when i get back home, the colors never look right. we minnesotans generally head toward warmer climates when we travel, and warm climates tend to feature vibrant colors that don’t get washed out in bright sunlight. but back in minnesota, those tropical/citrusy/saturated colors look like garish neon signs against our cool-toned northern elements. take these zinnias that i picked today. they suddenly look so out of place in a minnesota blog, and now it makes sense, because i just read in wiki that they are native to the southwest united states and mexico. of course they are. i really didn’t need wiki to tell me that.
usually when i walk it is just the dog and i. we walk in silence. jack’s nose and my eyes both on high alert. recently, my friend kristin has been joining us once a week. the last time we walked, we happened upon these flicker feathers. they weren’t exactly in a pretty little pile for us. they were scattered about and happened, as you all now know, to look exactly like the yellow willow, oak, walnut, ash, and birch leaves littering the edge of the trail. i found one. then another. and then i just knew. i must have looked like a hunting dog on a scent trail. i started walking in tight circles. eyes fixed on the ground. i began muttering to myself about a how someone had lost a struggle here last night. and slowly but surely i found over two dozen feathers. my friend kristin, finely broke my concentration when she announced “walking with you is like watching a csi movie.”
northern flicker feathers
vadnais lake trail, saint paul, minnesota
p.s. about that log lady… not yet. not yet.
i was a reluctant and slow joiner, but for now i am all in on instagram. i have found it it a rewarding way to kill those 5 minute waits that seem to pepper any given day. recently, while browsing in the car between my arrival at my son’s school and the bell for dismissal, i came upon the feed of two makers in australia, lucy and lily, who go by the name of @peachesandkeen. they started making patterns with plants that sort of blew me away. so, good artistic thief that i am, i tried my hand. i like how it turned out. i like it a lot, actually. but i have to admit, in the end it looks more like an imitation than not. sometimes, when i see something inspiring like that, my attempt to imitate it ends up so different from the original that it becomes something of my own, influenced by the original, but at the same time something new. in this case, i respectfully cede the floor to lucy and lily, who are doing something i have failed to appropriate, and have only managed to imitate. in other words, bravo @peachesandkeen.
assemblage of late september wildflower bits and pieces
saint paul, minnesota
i am back in the habit of daily walks, and back in conversation with my surroundings. we missed each other. today, these seed heads talked to me in morse code. they talked about art. we didn’t chat for long.
(don’t worry, i promise i am not turning into the twin peaks log lady.)
sucker lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota