Early risings to catch the sun at her finest and the aspens at their brightest glow.
Sweet things from the oven I can bake from things growing in my yard.
I'm settling into this playfulness, and thoroughly enjoying myself.
I've been playing with composition.
With my camera.
With materials I am far less accustomed to than silver.
(Confession. I crushed a very nice Emerald yesterday in the process of setting it in a 14k gold setting, and felt the rush of beginners frustration, tears, and a tantrum. I left the studio, grabbed my garden gloves, and wreaked havoc on a perennial bed for the remainder of the day.)
I've been thinking a lot.
Self-reflection, and a little daydreaming.
I remembered a project abandoned this spring,
as by the time it actually came to fruition,
the season had already passed to share it,
and it went by the wayside,
collecting summer's dust in the bungalito.
And I rebirth it to you.
A bit of a brightening of thoughts from another season.