No climbing of trees , just bending down as I walk with rain dripping off brim of hat and hem of waterproof jacket and trousers to find pockets buldging with bounty so much so that after a few days container is full enough to make the scales smile.
It's so easy to walk with head down with a scowl on ones face as the wind beats rain stingingly into ones face but at this time of the year it is easier to be thankful to the wild weather for bringing to my feet such gifts as cob nuts to be transformed hopefully into delicious treats for the dark days approaching when the light of the summer will be found in an inconspicuous nut forced to the muddy ground by rain and wind and gratefully scooped up into pocket by one rather damp woman and two delighted muddy dogs.
The pastels and paper are definitely in mind for capturing the feeling of these nuts and the mess on the kitchen table attests to experiments with paper mache so maybe there will be other bounty found in this home besdies the obvious delight of sweet nuts in days to come.
Expanding and creating beyond the obvious seems the message of these nuts for me and feels like a message for this life at this time which is the real gift the wind and rain brought me.
(the photos are not good, lack of light, eyes that are not so good at present and lack of camera skill combine to not translate into anything but a sketchy record)
These photographs are very adequate, for they make me want to get off my arse and take a walk in the woods :0)
Posted by: Cathy | October 06, 2006 at 11:52 PM