I’ve been observing mockingbirds for a long time. They like to nest lower to the ground and aren’t afraid to dive bomb any living creature. Cats and crows especially. Look into those eyes. They see YOU. They perch high on a branch, the top of a tree or pole and sing everyone else’s songs. All the while eyeing YOU. When mockingbirds show up at the feeder, all the other birds scatter quickly. I want to be that fierce.
This couple of brown-headed cowbirds were such a treat. So much personality. Pretty coloring. I haven’t seen them since this picture was taken. I guess they were stopping by for the day.
I have an accountability partner. Shari Sherman. We’ve been checking in with each other for the last six years. This week I committed to making an encaustic piece a day. Today I worked on a small piece today. I love those lone trees in the middle of a vast field. I call them witness trees. Who knows what they have seen as they’ve grown over the years. Imagine a 200 year old lifespan.
A lone tree guy was here cutting down the rest of the poplar leftover from the crew. This guy cut down this giant tree by himself. A matter of physics, spatial relations and just plain genius. Lots of chain sawing.
I have a plan for this witness tree piece. More to come…
Today’s word…muddy. In St. Augustine, we lived by the inter-coastal waterway where everyday we could watch the tides change while the sun set. Mesmerizing. #HTP31in31
This mushroom was at least 16″ tall. See how the shadow of the leaves fits on the cap? I wish we would’ve thought to put a human next to it when taking its picture. This was on the hiking trail at New London Tech Trails.
More mushrooms from our hike on Bedford County’s New London Tech Trails. I thought about looking them up and naming them, but for now I just want to enjoy their color and beauty.
We tried the newly opened New London Tech Trails in Bedford county. We walked the blue loop. It was 90 degrees and a bit schvitzy. What a great trail! It felt like we were on the Blue Ridge Parkway closer to home. There was a mushroom PARTY in those woods.
It’s a bountiful time of year when the farmers bring their harvest to our community market and the farmer’s market in Forest. The fruits and vegetables are so beautifully arranged and always beg for a portrait. I love how they all line up for their close ups.
We went to the Old City Cemetery early in the morning. I stayed under the trees while it was still a cool 73 degrees.
I feel like I made a breakthrough with those trees by being loose. I’m even happy with the Chapel itself. Loose. Loosen. Free. Freedom.