Your last post reminded of going to the Brimfield Antique Show this past Spring and finding this repurposed old, silver dish. It was made by an artist from Vermont, which brought me back to our times in Vermont at Goddard in the upper garden near the tea house. I remember when I bought it, wishing my garden was in bloom so I could find the right place to put it. It is interesting to think about how long this little dish has been around and meditate on the stories it may hold, just like the old tea house. I have pondered who owned it and how much enjoyment was shared over good conversation, food, “spirits” and love. xoL
In response to your Vision 6 photograph of the fireworks, I thought about these ephemeral moments while in the garden. I cut these and assembled them in a composition much like your photograph. The deep purple and saturated green of the dark foliage leaves me in awe of the diversity of nature.