i am curious about a few things.

it seems odd that my interests are so, well, so weird

but i'm used to that.

hmmm.

julie johnson sent this to me a while back,

i'm sure i blogged about it,

but i love how it's now ok to think of knowledge as both

traditional and scientific.

connecting rather than separating.

here's a seed from the poplars, i think,

along my walk.

they're hairy and encased in a papery tear.

they were in a garland of cottony fibers,

now they are separate.

and woodhenge, as i call it,

the structure my neighbor has left unfinished

looks mysterious or just plain odd

depending on how you see it.

on my refrigerator

dard hunter has pride of place.

my kids as teens and me, the princess

and james dean all hang out there

mari sent me some cypress shavings from japan

to weave with

there apparently are competitive planing competitions

and these are the waste

they remind me so much of the bits of paper

left over from big ass papermaking at the morgan

hibe- yellow

sugi-pink

hinoki-light pink

all good

i think i might have found it

it still smells great

(don't worry, i took it from a spot that will be mowed this week)

the tiny blossoms were just waning

maybe it's what i hope it is.