Look What Happens

Just when you think you have it all figured out. . .

this will work for this class

and

that will work for that class

and

don't even think about wasting time. . .

your are prepared,

right?

this is when the xxxx hits the fan. . .

You know. . . I AM a trouper!

for sure. . .

then

the wind blows

this wind blows like no other wind blows

no power

no lights 

no water

no phone

no nothing

for a week

it is high high humidity

and high high temperatures

but

I find beauty, anyway.

I took pictures of the damages

on the blue ridge trail

came home and the road. . .

our driveway

covered in huge trees.

Have you ever had to dig your way out of a hole?

My great aunty M used to say

that a house will die

if no one lives in it.

My great aunty Elsie

used to tell me that when I see the leaves on a tree

flip upside down

that rain will surely come

soon.

It will 

it did.

10 days later. . .

I stuck this linen fabric (above) upon the wall with stick pins

of an abandoned home.

It is dead, for sure.

But, to me, it is beautiful.

I printed a photo I took onto the linen.

A beginning for a work.

We shall see?

Hugs to all of you!

Now I have to play catch-up!!!