Spidery Witchhazels and Hellebore buds, like claws from the dark earth.
I planted this Kashmir Rowan a few years ago. It was a pup in a gallon pot from a local nursery, – looked like a seedling, and the label Sorbus Cashmiriana featured a photo of pink blossoms and noted the white berries. The fibre evocation of the name was enough for me… And its home […]
Thinking of spring already. while spring blooms in fall.. On the loom, a towel run in cottolin and 2/8 cotton. Huck Lace blocks on plain weave, four shafts. This witchhazel is from the rootstock of a grafted variety. The graft failed, and I had almost dug it up, but so glad I didn’t. The flowers […]
Spring cleaning today, I dusted off an old leather handbag that my mother had made in Art school over seventy years ago. Exquisitely tooled, alder catkins. I love the alder when it first buds quietly, almost breathlessly, with a soft ruddy haze on the tips of the branches in the quiet grey days of winter. […]
Hellebores, earthy, push through the scattered fall debris. This drawing I had done in January, when the early “White Magic” appeared. Unearthly. Today, in my garden, Black Hellebores.But is black black? lack of colour, or is it supersaturated colour? The colour is luminous. Such an intense colour that it is percieved as black. Today, searching […]