I did a lot of driving to art fairs this summer. During my most recent trip to
Minneapolis I had some fond memories of the geology I grew up with in northern
Ontario. We drove through some
beautiful granite formations, and I even got to see some cool hoodoos. If you don’t know, these are striking
rock spires that improbably narrow and widen as they rise. Usually the top part is made of more
durable rock, standing on a softer rock layers that were eroded. I had gotten so used to southern
Indiana’s limestone structures that it was striking to see the scraped granite
outcroppings I remember from northern Ontario, especially on the Bruce Peninsula.
I also saw the familiar
sycamores of Indiana replaced by the birches of the north. I found myself missing the birch trees
of my youth. Of course I had to
make more birch pieces! This decision
was reinforced by the fact that these pieces have been popular at art fairs
this summer. I have now finished
two of these pieces, which will be on display at the Fourth Street Festival.
Another art project that I’m looking forward to seeing in
action is the yarn bombing of some local trees. This is a fundraising project for Middleway House, organized
by Mary Ann Gingels of Yarns Unlimited.
There’s a nice story describing the project in Bloom Magazine if
you’d like to read more about it.
I’m sorry I couldn’t be part of it, but my plate is overflowing with
preparations for the Fourth Street Festival. Somewhere in Bloomington there’s probably a tree that’s
grateful. I did donate a bunch of
yarn from my stock for the project, so I feel like I’ll be there in
spirit.
When it rains it pours, and this week was the start of
school for my boys. Tommie is
starting middle school at Jackson Creek, so he has to be up at 6:30 to get
ready and catch the bus. He comes
home exhausted every day. Jacob is
still cruising at Binford. He’s
Mr. Confident and is mature beyond his ten years. And for those of you keeping track, yes, hubby Jim did make
me a peach pie this week. Mmmmm.
Close to the front door, my squash is
thriving. It has three babies,
which I’m starting to suspect are either acorn squash or pumpkins, based on the
shape. I’m still watering the
plant regularly with my dehumidifier water. As it grew, it decided to crawl over the sidewalk, so I had
to redirect it. I love all my
boys, but it takes a constant effort to keep them all in line!
Until next week…
Martina Celerin
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