Sometimes being outdoors is just what I need to recharge. The other day I was quite perplexed. I literally started to entwine ivy in my hair (its better than twirling the hair around my fingers I guess).
I had this idea…I wanted to do a self-portrait photo shoot of sorts. I kept twisting and snapping, til finally the ivy vine snapped right off the plant. I was supposed to be painting, and here I was with ivy all tangled in my hair, my broken little ivy plant, some great idea! So that was that, I was off to my favorite morning spot, one that I hadn’t been to in quite awhile. It is a beautiful meadow with a large pond in the middle. In August it is blooming with all kinds of wildflowers and Purple Loosestrife (which is actually quite an evil plant as I am crushed to hear, it is so pretty). Shortly after I arrived I was completely lost in the dusy, dewy, dreamlike surrealism of the field.
I started to snap photos of all its little treasures and trinkets…
This is the largest snail shell I have ever seen! The moss was so perfect and green too. But no, I did not take it home. It stayed there to do what is does best, BE a home!
Two hours later I went home. Those two hours flew by! I felt like I was in some kind of time warp! Doesn’t this happen when one is captured by the fairies?