Today I’m packing up to spend a week away from my studio and off the internet, at EarthSpirit’s Rites of Spring. This will be my last post until I catch up with things on the other side of Memorial Day. I invite you to celebrate Spring by hugging trees, smelling flowers and paying attention to what the birds are saying.
I might be a little angry about the state of politics
they don’t actually have 3 of them; they’re just waggin it really fast
trying to overlay some kind of structure and sense onto chaotic and meaningless reality. but at least it’s springtime colors.
goblet of sunshine from out the horns of winter
between a rock and a hot place?
a little anxious fire
