Standing still I almost didn’t see it. A heron hidden in the marsh grass. I was busy looking out past the water to the homes on the far side. Even an artist doesn’t always see what’s right at their feet.
Purple Sand
Purple sand from Garnet in CT rocks. So why is our state gem Beryl? Lovely to look at, soft and silty to roll in by a child with a body wet by the sea. Sugar coated almost.
Cloverdale Farm
Abandoned farm buildings by a Vermont roadside in autumn. As I drive north each time to visit a friend, I wonder if they’ll still be standing the next time.