on our coffee drive this morning…

Upon closer observation, I loved this tragic and truly fascinating creature.

I felt an odd kinship of sorts, being a bit prickly myself lately.

“The porcupine, which one must handle gloved, may be respected, but is never loved.”

—Arthur Guiterman, poet

 

Here’s my own version of that quote.

The end of the school year mother, which one must ‘handle gloved’, should be respected, always loved and often feared.

nesting

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Yesterday, on a rainy Vermont morning I walked out into my garden with my coffee to see what was blooming. I was surprised to find a nest in the middle of the yard. It was beautiful and tragic at the same time. The nesting material included plastic garbage bags. Although I am a big proponent of using recycled materials, I have felt a little sad every time I look at the nest. I thought the best way to honor the innovative upcycling was to turn the photo into yet another work of art. Here is the print I came up with when I played with the image.

nest print Lillibridge dakota 1966