which we spent eating up those last week’s groceries while still blessed with unreasonably

unseasonably bearable weather and after a lunch at the pond with Linda’s collaborator Larry* and his friend Colter from Cedarville,

experienced

the first consecutively unpopulated days since we arrived here in May for

a banner year of visitors, prince’s plumes and dogs’ projects…all of which made for

a slow season in the studio although at least this last period allowed time to visit

one venue or the other as well as enjoy clouds, rain

on the tin roof [dinners, aside from Malbec label below, not shown] and

small creatures’ symmetric excavations

on our last wanderings.

All this was only too soon overwhelmed by Migration Preparations which culminated,

one quite quiet final afternoon, with thunder.

Mosquitoes, also…and Wednesday morning, early, the confusion of lost things, last packing, last

looks

at grasses and ponds…

*Linda and Larry are curating her show in Omaha and both writing essays for the catalog.