the great north woods was logged over extensively
and farms were settled around here.
all changed now.
so there is a lot of "brush".
this stuff is jungle impenetrable
especially in summer bug season.
and it reflects the heavy confusion
inside my mind on days of planning and busy-ness
and some days, like yesterday, open up.
habu had a sale and i found
very fine paper thread
i haven't even opened these up to touch!
(yet)
and yesterday i had the very great pleasure
of having tea with my
dearest old friend
who is finding her deep self in watercolor.
miracles are good things.
