...or is it early autumn? No matter. It's that transition phase.
I like to walk around my neighbourhood and village, every day if time allows. I love just looking.
I had intended to take pictures of hay bales - the rolled up type, because I love how they look.
They're such an unnatural shape. Like alien life-forms, or as if some large hand had just rolled them there.
Inevitably we got side tracked by other stuff too.
I love looking at wild stuff randomly growing. I like looking at the textural mass of tangle - I see it as a whole...
I wonder if we would find the nettles above prettier if they didn't sting, and the umbel shaped things less attractive if they did?
More aliens have been busy here...
I've been thinking a lot about 'inspiration' lately, in part because I'm often asked what inspires me in my work. Perhaps some more on this another time.
How do you define inspiration?
What a perfect fluffy ball!
Fascinating textural teazle! :)
Today: It was very hot on this day above, and in the few days since the weather has changed to much cooler, most of the hay bales have been taken away for storage and the hedgerows have been trimmed. I'm trying to feel rational about this, but admit to a bit of sadness. With the change of light and the foliage cut everything looks very different and pre-winter. I don't feel ready for jumpers yet! (Or for sewing with the lights on.)
Some more real weddings pics to come soon :)