I took three still-life photographs today.

I love still-life photographs and don’t do enough of them. This was a quiet day, full of quiet and thinking. I went to the farmer’s market to buy two wool socks to replace the ones I bought Maria a decade ago, which had holes in the bottoms.

Maria rarely, if ever, buys herself any kind of clothing; she repairs them until they are not recognizable and her feet are beginning to freeze in the cold. She sometimes buys $5 or $6 shirts or dresses. I buy her shoes, I don’t ask her about them. She bought some new sneakers the other day, but one foot was hurting and isn’t now. I was amazed.

I may not see that again in my lifetime. Her Blogging is always evocative to me; she is devoted to it and carefully thinks about her writing. Her blog is quite wonderful: fullmoonfiberart.com. So are her photos, essays, writing about her art, and videos.

I like these three photos.  They capture the feeling of the day. I’m thinking a lot about how I want to feel and need to feel and how some good can come out of either. I’m getting there.

Bud is a Sun Child, always where the sun shines in. He knows what it is like to be cold.

The morning sun dances all over the wooden walls of our farmhouse, catching one of Maria’s hats, scarves, and even one of her feathers.