Yesterday Carrye and I worked on her blog and now she's ready to start posting again. You can find Carrye's blog here.
When I left her house, we admired these little maple "helicopters" outside her door. Each one must feel so hopeful, hypothetically, to grow into a tree.
Occasionally, I finish an intense project, followed by a frenzy of cleaning and doing laundry and dishes plus picking up things that have flown around my studio. In a few hours . . . that's going to happen.
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