Westside Highway, Rain, 2018, Archival Digital Print
A mighty thunder and lighting storm rolled in last night. The sudden darkness was spectacular for its drama as it came across from the Catskills. I was out picking a few Daffodils trying to grab those beauties before I was struck dead. Those blooms smile at me now right above the sink with a single white Geranium. The Westside Highway shot from last week gives the urban version of rain from the train, but it is far less thrilling than the experience up here.
The rains are welcome now and good for all things growing. I have two climbing roses ready to be set in and various seeds started for the back garden. It looks like a Fox may be living under the foundation of the house and I hope to see kits soon if I’m right.
I’m thinking a lot about the abundance of empty decorative painting and what it means particularly now, and finishing the book on Hillary’s campaign disaster.
More soon on all of these.
Avocado Starts, 2018, Archival Digital Print
Avocados have been tasting so good lately I’ve arranged to have one at every dinner. So the pits/potential plants are lining up. Yesterday I started them to sprouting. There is something about that plant in the window, the quality of the plant itself, the leaves, even the Scale they eventually contract that is pleasing to my eye. Here’s to new life and the start of Spring!
Six New Chicks, 2018, Archival Digital Print
This morning, six Rhode Island Red chicks joined the Homestead. They are so pretty and innocent with the smallest of peeps. They will live under warming lights indoors for six weeks until they have healthy plumage. Then to the henhouse behind the studio. I’m growing Calendulas from non-GMO seeds for them as well as other nice greens. They will be free range during the day and protected at night from the hungry Others. All are named Clara.
Two Hens on a Morning Stroll, 2018, Archival Digital Print
It’s hard to pick out these two hefty girls whom I saw ambling across the road on Friday. It took me a while to get my camera out and by that time — Turkeys move fast when they want — they were already going into the bushes. They are big animals and very confident as birds go.
This shot was taken just up from my studio. My studio sits right at a favorite crossing spot they use going from my side of the road across to my neighbor’s stand of pines where they like to sleep at night. Probably it’s because the creek is there that it is the designated crossing spot for so many species.
Power, 2018, Archival Digital Print
I notice the in-between periods when light first comes up and recedes, dawn and dusk. These are times that have long attracted me but probably because of the change in seasons and accompanying time change I am more alert to them.