a random day in november 2020
this is an old favorite i am revisiting–a massive burdock leaf i peeled from a downed log a couple of years ago. i am posting this because nothing major happened today. i visited my mom, and i had tea with my bestie krisitin, and then i made carne asada tacos for the family, then i sat in front of the fire with my steve until it was too late to create a still blog for the day. so. there you are. i hope you understand.
winter burdock leaf
This is truly a capture of the aging process. The beauty of decay emerges from the intricate veins remaining as skeletal memories shifting from one reality to the next. What harmony and beauty emerges from this delicate reminder of the Constance of transitions in life and death.