Incoming Images of Dusky Wood
....working the wood has become a passion of mine, that transcends all elements of time and space, till i am gathered within the character of woody fiber grains, as becoming the appendage of ‘wood art’ who likens of who i am….
It is at times such as this, during the months of July through November or lets just say….until the snow flies my way, that I often become lost within ‘the process’ of all that goes on around me here. Now is when the hours in my day, exceed the minutes on my watch and I can often get over-run by how fast the land develops the fruits of it’s vine.
And so it was no wonder when last evening, after walking out of my shop, the sky was all-ready getting musty-grey-dark. My wife was outside looking at one of our iris gardens that had already gone by and so I soon found myself waundering over, while wondering what was going on. She informed me that she had come outside to get a glimpse of a lurking skunk, but then maybe there where two lurking skunks….and grabbing my camera I thought to hope-fully-i-we-eye grab a bit of that skunks image space. Well…..no such luck as the skunk or skunks were gone.
Never one to waste an opportune time, I then proceeded to try some image capturing of these trees, where light is fading and the calling of darkness is moving in….so it was at around eight o’clock last night that I clicked the camera on and decided to play with my night light at incoming images of dusky wood….
....one cherry tree caught in the funky twilight, where shadows go from what has been to the coming awakeness of what is in store for us tonight….and yes, this one has passed the fruit of the branch on, till an-other season has time to yet roll around….we did not net this tree this year and so by doing or lack of doing, we fed the birds….
....now here’s a shot with night-light on, and those pears are coming out of this tree full of what yet shall yet be yummy delights….that is if we are success-full in keeping the deer away….this pear tree is still young and this may be one of her best years for productive mein….
....and here we have one who has timed out and has passed on over, such is the way of life and in all seasons give thanks….thanks for the syrup of your blood that has kept us warm in our stomachs, thanks for the wood you will supply for winter’s heat, thanks for those branches that have shadowed us with cooling grace, thanks for the stories of ages past that you have filled my head with and thanks for being a friend who watched my path….and as the story continues, I also know that what this one sugar maple has given, will yet bear fruit in many….
”....what is this thing of wood that so becomes me, just as the likens of my-self, are found in the telling of your imaged grain, and so ‘just is’ this thing that i call ‘wood art’….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/