Time is passing by like a flooded river! Things got strange for us, as for many, following last year’s election result. We are doing all that we can to work toward victories for the things that matter, and when we’re not doing that we are trying to spend time in the wild places we love. It has been a year of chronicling through images and pages the story of our life in actual reality rather than the virtual kind. We’ll work to do a bit more of both in the coming year.
Over the past few moons I’ve been learning about labyrinths—inspired by the wonderful posts of Jackie Morris. Jackie is an artist, naturalist and writer in Wales with a magical sensibility and a fondness for placing rocks she’s adorned with golden labyrinths in random locations where they may or may not be found. As my fascination with labyrinths grew, I decided to learn to draw them, practicing in my journal.
My studies have made clear that labyrinths are surprisingly hard to draw, yet, I’ve found my labors relaxing in a way I never imagined.
Labyrinths now wend their way into my dreams and creative consciousness, finding purchase in places I’d never have imagined before—places such as my basement floor! Ultimately we are going to finish the concrete floor down stairs, but in the interim I have an enormous canvas to practice labyrinths on, using street chalk. They can be removed, but in the end I will leave one on the surface when we put tile on the floor. It will satisfy me to know it is there under the modern finish!
We ended a magical day by finding two young great horned owl chicks trying out their wings, right across the street from our house. We’ve been seeing and hearing owls since mid-Winter. It is a delicious treat to have the little family so close by.