Just a collage today.

Bigger then smaller. The problem with the outlined section is that the large yellow block then stands out too much. So I’ll add another row up top with more of that yellow. And then finis, I hope.

It’s absolutely pouring out. We have an appointment midday and I wish we didn’t. It’s the kind of weather that makes you want to hunker down.

Can you say chef’s kiss?

One of the happy consequences of diarrhea lettuce is that I’m shopping my town’s Farmers’ Markets. Salad above features radish sprouts, a spicy addition to already tasty salad. I tossed in some pumpkin seeds for extra crunch.

We also had melt-in-your-mouth corn on the cob. Local. It was so tender Ken said that I could’ve risked it, referring to the fact that ever since my front crown fell out of my mouth twice, I shave my cobs.

Sounds like a guilty admission: I shave my cobs.

TODAY? I plan to finish piecing this with a simple edict: when solving a dimension issue, GO SMALLER NOT BIGGER.

Jeez.

I ordered some indigo powder from Dharma Trading Company yesterday. I don’t have the bandwidth for leaf processing and who knows, I may not have what it takes to make up a batch with powder either. I’d like to though. It’s been a minute. In cleaning out the basement, I found piles of white t-shirts, rubber bands, resist plates of glass, a thermometer. All kinds of dye supplies, in other words.

In October I will be spending a day with an African dye master, Gasali Adeyemo. More about this another time. A writing friend is hosting him in New Mexico.

Here are some double exposure collages made while thinking about the Stephen King quote that Danny wrote in his goodbye note:

“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us and, sometimes, they win.”

I know I’ve shared it before, but it sticks with me.

On a different note:

And this, on the way to the Swap Shop this week:

We walk Finn after dinner these days — just around the block. It’s a nice new habit.

And lastly, adding a back layer of felt stabilized this otherwise floppy wall hanging. It also allowed me to stitch the bamboo skewer and string for hanging right into the layers at top. Remind me to try again in future.

Vine writing on blue sky. What does it say?

Some happiness comes in purple garb.

Or pink. And the sparrows! My god, they are insistent.

The air is cool today and does not reek of smoke.

Meanwhile, the To Do list includes: contacting caterers, reaching out to a minister I met once to see if he would officiate, getting quotes for window cleaning, hiring tree guy, and auditioning dog carer (we can’t have Finn home the day we host a Celebration of Life service).