right before we left for france, i installed a couple of wooden peg racks on the wall of our guest bedroom, and hung a dozen or so handfuls of summer stems from them to dry. i was not thinking at the time about returning to minnesota in january and having to find STILL blog subjects with another two months of snow cover ahead of me. i wasn’t that farsighted. but i am thanking myself today for my unintentional foresight, and for these evocative anthurium leaves. coming across them on the wall this morning was like finding a twenty-dollar bill in an old coat pocket.
dried anthurium leaves