Wednesday, September 16, 2009

i appreciate september mornings in a different way. the sun has started to hang at an autumn angle, changing the light and making everything glow a little. but it's warm enough to pretend it's still summer. i made my favorite green tea this morning. green tea chai with honey. and hung a load of laundry on the line, before walking across the yard to the studio. there are few things more beautiful than a clothesline full of whites dancing in the trees. i'm drawn to both the simplicity and the drama. the deep folds in the fabric, like black cracks. and they really do dance through the air, bringing home all the freshest scents they can absorb, like fine wine infused with all the flavors from the soil and the air. an old russian woman once told me it would take 3 days for her sheets to dry in the siberian winter air. but when she brought them in, the entire house would sing with the scent of them for days.

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