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walnuts just across the road....I heard the crows yesterday, a vocal sign indicating food! So Django and I went for a walk equipped with a bag and collected quite a few; seems early for walnuts, but then again we've had a lot of heavy rain and I imagine the nuts on the ground were pelted by sheer water-force out of the tree

tried to capture the spider clinging onto the flower, neither are sharp, imagine

the water cloth.....growing and then....

...I cut out! the dark pieces in the larger cloth as they had served their purpose and added the smaller water story; now the random cloth piece has a story, of a ship and moonlight and the recent experiment of multi-coloured strip, sewn together on the wrong side has found a place; now I see all of the pieced together bits for what they are: the polder landscape, fields intersected by roads and pathways, dikes edged by rows of trees, the land cut into bite size plots, manicured gardens, wild ones, forgotten strips (not many of those), concrete bunkers, birds of every size, roe deer, hares, humans, insects, frogs and toads, all traipsing the land, the landscape I live in, am surrounded by, one day a cloth to wrap myself in

I'm very happy with the way the colours work together now; still have to figure out how to integrate more, am confident though

even though I live in this water world, I'm very much an earthy person; however, here the ship has entered the cloth and it all suddenly makes sense, how now there is a river and (the possibility of) movement, I have to admit to being excited about this piece