buttons

back home less than 24 hours and Normandy is beginning to fade; I wanted to add a memory of a particular smell during one of our evening walks: we had walked along this path before, sometimes coming from a different direction and the evening before the photo was taken the grass had been mown and that has a very distinct smell and I love that scent as well, but the smell I want to recall is the smell of the day after the grass has been mown and the sun has been shining all day and there is a heat in the earth and in the mown grasses and when you happen to walk through such a space in the evening as things cool ever so slightly, there is a certain fragrance: of the grasses mown the day before, releasing the sun's heat, there was a sweetness and a warmth, a heaviness in your nose, I hadn't ever noticed this before, not consciously anyway, and I wanted to remember that here, so I can go back in my mind and savour that moment. 

out of the dye pots, the water had completely evaporated from right tub, the one with the button dyes

big button becomes walking sun

faint imprints left by the smaller buttons

leaves and buttons left inklings of traces

we're back and so is he!