The colors seem especially brilliant this year with all the rain and overcast skies.
More so than any season, in October I feel I’m like going out into a new landscape every morning.
I find that I want to spend as much time as I can outside, even in the rain.
I want to tell you about reaching up
into the apple tree
to pick a wild apple,
when a shower came down from the leaves
and a drop fell on the corner of my right eye
and rolled down my face —
a single tear.
One of my children doesn’t love to be photographed right now, and I am trying my best to respect that but sometimes I just can’t help myself.
I wished I had brought my Nikon camera. My old Olympus just doesn’t do well in low light. And yet, it was dark in there, in the evening, in the swamp. So, there is something about this photo that feels especially true.
I’m watching her love her fur boy Theo on the edge of the woods, with the late September light on her hands, feeling so grateful for unconditional dog love when so many things in this world are so complicated.
They were not interested in this large white radish from our garden.
so carried by him
so given to this world
he reminds me
Amie and I took a botanical watercolors class with Maia Hausler at the Old Art Building together. We learned so much, and it was an absolute treat to have three uninterrupted hours with my girl, two afternoons in a row!