depending on how i look at this figure, i either see a comical vetruvian man with a headdress of fruit, stretching his limbs like a strange combination of the jolly green giant and carmen miranda, or else i see a bulbous tropical snowflake. in either case, it looks like something trying, and failing, to be taken seriously.

pinwheel pattern of black-eyed susan, succulent leaves, woodpecker feathers, highbush cranberries, and unidentified blue berries

the pot in my kitchen, my front yard, and saint paul, mn

as i started taking apart yesterday’s photo, i got only this far before i was interrupted. when i returned, i liked what i saw. it looked like a giant coffee cup ring on my kitchen floor. the thought of having mid-morning coffee with giants made me smile. i wondered how they might react to my bossy chicken, glimmer, joining us. which made me smile even more.

lake superior beach rocks

grand marais, minnesota

as i look at my collection of lake superior beach rocks above, i wonder what it is about collecting that is so satisfying. i collect rocks. and feathers. and eggs. and seed pods. some people collect ticket stubs, wine labels, tattoos, and matchbooks. i get the same thrill finding a nearly intact robin’s egg shell, as others do snagging a catherineholm dutch oven at a thrift sale. is there perhaps a collecting gene?

lake superior beach rocks

near grand marais, minnesota