July has been a marathon of quilt making-- all from scraps and I'm not done yet, not by any means. I'm working on one right now that has made a good dent in my 5x5" charms collection.
But all fabric and no nature makes June a narrow minded woman. We had a wonderful refreshing shower one morning last week.
I looked out the window behind my desk and saw these leaves with globules of water (click on the picture to make it bigger). They just hung there catching the light. A little portion of my brain has been trying to find a poem in their tenacity but I haven't found it yet. I took a few photos so I could continue to look at them.
I am often much influenced by what I am reading. Right now I am dipping only a few pages at night into my bedside book, the biography of Leonardo di Vinci by Isaacson. Everything fascinated him, I know he would have sketched such a sight and wouldn't have stopped there. He'd think how to paint the leaves, he'd think about gravity (before Newton), he'd consider the surface of the leaves that somehow capture the drops ... I can't even go on trying to understand his amazing mind. But knowing about his constant curiosity and search for understanding literally everything, I am reminded to pay attention too.
WEATHER -- COLD AND HOT
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These tree limbs (above header) lined with thick ice were taken several
years ago when I was living in Kentucky. Trees surrounding my home were
glistening...
7 years ago
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I love that photo. Raindrops on the leaves, Humm!
I feel a motivation stirring for a poem of sorts.
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