I feel anxious that fall is going to end soon and with it will end this year's project documenting leaves, branches, berries, and olives. I'm going to miss it.
I have no project lined up yet for the long winter. It might be still-life, it might be of my cats.
The picture on the left is complex, beautiful, and has no meaning unless you choose to give it one. Today I choose for it to mean that it it a representation of how lucky I was to notice this tree, on this particular day.