the bounty of nature

Wowsa. I did not realize how tired I would be after a 4 hours workshop for 40. I went to bed early last night, and woke up this morning still feeling wiped. So, I gave myself the morning off, and sat on the couch finishing my current book (Greenwood by Michael Christie). When I finally roused myself at 2 PM, I wondered what in the heck I would do for STILL today, I had two hours of decent light to work with, but I was still not feeling it. And then, once again, like every single day for the last 12 years, nature reminded me of its generous abundance. There on the back seat of my car, were two leadplant stems I had grabbed from the edge of parking lot a couple day ago. I love leadplant in summer (the name comes from little hairs on the leaves that make them look leaden, hence the name).  I picked the stems because I liked the dramatic wind-blown appearance of the seedheads. But when I propped them up in front of my window to photograph, I was gifted with the heart. As if the universe was sending me a message saying “I know you are tired, but thank you for sharing your enthusiasm for the natural world with so many people yesterday. Every voice matters.” ♡

leadplant seedhead in winter (Amorpha canescens)