Jute rug close-up.
After four-plus years outside, the ceramic sculpture disintegrated enough to split. I still like how it looks and will keep it there.
The lace on a purse.
Textures, from a flea market booth.
The rock is not a rock; it is a ceramic sculptural piece done by my daughter that is slowly transforming with the seasons. I take a photo of it a couple of times year to see how it changes. The last round of hail gave it some holes, but the texture of the flaking surface … Continue reading Rock garden
Midnight at nine-thirty
It was darker today from 9:30 to 11:00 AM than at night. Here is the reason why as it was moving in--a fast-moving storm blowing in from Kansas. The light was so odd. It was like taking night photos, but with more light and detail. I took this close-up of the Hosta to get the raindrops, … Continue reading Midnight at nine-thirty
One year later, Pierre still loves the new living room. As you can see, he helped pick out the colors. The dotted rug shown now lives in New York state, making some other cats very happy.
Feels like spring
it feels like spring, and in southern Missouri and all of Kansas, spring is that heavy sky feeling that a storm is coming soon. This bush may not look like much now, but the beginnings of buds say that in a week or so it will be covered in magenta blooms.
Night isn’t always black
The sky has that yellow tint tonight that only comes from millions of ice and water particles suspended in air, reflecting light back and forth. It's not raining. It's not snowing. It's hanging like a cloud.