I walked early on a foggy morning and was blessed to come across this work of art.
Faye embarked on a year-long project to record the weather in cross-stitch. We recently bought a headset with a light and switchable magnifying lenses to make the work easier.
The artist . . . creating art.
Faye does cross stitch. Her current project is depicting each days’ weather from January first. Each days’ contribution depicts the daily high and low temperatures, and predominant weather condition.
Since the recent weather has been mostly cloudy with little temperature change, the colours have been largely the same.
We look forward to some change.
Look at the bun.
Faye and I recently had lunch at Cowbell Brewing Company in Blyth. I ordered the Smokehouse Burger, with Bacon Potato Salad as my side. Neither disappointed, though the side would have been even better if it were served warm.
Look at the bun.
Borers scribbled their signatures into this tree trunk.
This tree trunk is a fine work of art, and fine art.
Work of art
Frost on a car window, unnoticed on so many days by so many of us as we hurry about our lives, is a work of art worthy of admiration.
From cutting board to pot
The vast majority of what we eat, we prepare ourselves. It’s healthy; nutritious; tasty; the way to control ingredients; and a very important skill/art to engage in.
Dinner on the way. Clockwise from top: garlic; roast pork loin; potato; carrot; onion. Offstage and waiting to play their parts: salt and pepper; turkey stock; crushed tomatoes; Hatch green chilies; ground cumin.
It’s quite good.
I will return on Thursday.
I was on four points – elbows and knees – to get down to the eye level, so to speak, of these fungi. It was good to look at them from this perspective.
A late spring frost left hair on the car. Ephemeral, gone within the hour.