one year ago, i was arranging a grid of wild olives on white paper in yellow mediterranean light adjacent to our south facing terrace in the languedoc. today i swept up this pile of fallen acorns in the blue northern light of minnesota, adjacent to our rear deck on turtle lake, minnesota. the two subjects might be mistaken for each other, but not the two settings.

fallen white oak acorns, our deck

saint paul, minnesota