Farm Stand

     We got out in our self contained, rolling, quarantine, KIA bubble yesterday.  It felt good to run the roads and see things we didn't remember.  It was surprising how good it felt to find this simple vegetable stand at the roadside in front of a farm.  While we are well into garden season here it is a bit early for this much lush abundance from a home grown garden but still, the same Pavlovian response was sparked.  When removed from the packaged, industrialized feel of the mega grocery store the vegetables felt like real treasures.  Vitamin jewels of healthiness. Wholesomeness even.  No doubt as our garden comes on I will be sharing each vegetable victory with you all.  Cheering someone else's growth is almost as health giving and growing yourself.  Wow, how about that veggie metaphor.  Lean into nostalgia folks it feels good.  

Be Well,

      

Dewberry Discovery

     The other evening my sister and I discovered there is a Great Horned Owl in the countryside near us.  We've been watching him watch us from a dead branch in the top of a big old pecan tree.  He's just far enough to be out of reach of our longest lenses but close enough to hear his hoot clearly as he softly inquires about our day.  While lurking on the road side watching him we discovered a patch of dewberries that had been growing for who knows how long just inside of the fence line and along the irrigation ditch of the field east of the house.  We vowed to return in daylight and investigate.  Above you see the results.  What you don't see are my purple, juice stained fingers from the picking process.  What you don't see, thank goodness, is our "go away snakey snakey" stomp dance we performed as we made our way through the overgrown field to the even more overgrown brambles.  What you don't see is the silly grin on my face at the joy of eating the berries straight off the vines.  The enforced quietude has brought many small blessing.  The owl, the berries, gardens growing, extra time spent with my favorite sister.  They color my experience of this quiet slow time like the sweet, sharp dewberries stain my picking fingers.  Making everything better.

Be well friends,

Kim  

     

Finally a Barn to explore

The Night Loft

 

 

Hello Friend-

 

 

If we've been in a car together within the last year or so then you probably remember me scanning the road sides for the perfect barn to photograph. If we haven't been out on the roads together then I hope we get to go someday.  Anywho......so the other day Mom and I were out for a drive and I spotted a barn at the Hill Country State Natural Area that clearly needed to be investigated further.  So I put a call out to my photo buds and they agreed to explore it with me.

 

We braved low water crossings, frigid northern winds, pollen for days and an early morning start to see what we could see.

 

 

We found some wonderful light and a barn full of character.  Warm old wood, cool tin walls, dirt floors and a loft where apparently the night sky is kept during the day.  What's not to love?

 

 

 

This does not mean I have finished exploring barns.  In fact, this has whetted my appetite and I will continue to explore each one I come across. 

 

 

I love spotting the little quirks in the structure.  The reuse of found architecture, recycled doors windows and wood bits and pieces.

 

 

 

Good times and a wonderful lunch with like minded photo fiends makes for wonderful memories and photographs.  Give me a heads up if you've spotted a barn you think I need to check out.

 

 

 

 

So until next time dear friend, keep your eyes open and see what you can see.  Oh and you can see me and my work in person on March 12 from 10-4 at the SoFlo Market

 

All the best,

 

Kim