There is so much going on. Flowers hum with bee-song and curtsey to the nectar lovers. Tender, tasty morsels and a moment to glance… I have been caught out so many times, with my mouth full of things to say, and my heart ready to take flight, just in case it hurts too much.
Young princes prance and perform around us, With their new plumes on display. Barely one season old and already changing and choosing your colour. It’s taken me 44 years to find mine. so many hues of blue got in the way, and the green? that left me too when grown up came.
And the wrens are at it again, Mapping the cycle of life with robust intricate detail, Never still, always focused on the job at hand. This will be the second clutch this Spring. I am too distracted by the details. so many memories, to keep the story straying, from one thing to another.
There is so much going on. Every day we do the rounds and stop, watch and contemplate Ten sweet years of memories, ...dear Frodo... and now we know for certain, but not for sure.
many roads... ...on the journey words follow me, push me forward, and sometimes, overtake me.
This is my attempt to map them, And navigate my way throughmeaning. Lenni M-K
This blog is about my creative process, ideas and inspiration for new work, projects that I am working on, cool things that other artists are doing, ideas about memory and identity that I am trying to make sense of. Stop by to share the creative journey and say hi!