Mary Reilly
@rantingbanshee
Artist, poet, friend to dogs, enemy of despots.
I just took a short video of my cat. Where is Mitch McConnell? Really, where is he? My cat is alive and cleaning herself. Where is Mitch?
“By day the banished sun circles the earth Like a grieving mother with a lamp.” Cormac McCarthy
It’s a sunny day here today, or it would be. You can barely see the sun. Smoke is thick and settling in the distance like fog. Ash is falling on my little stock tank pool cover. Birds are nowhere to be seen and silent.
To all the artists, everywhere on this planet, keep creating because every time you create something the universe sees you, just a little bit and the person who views your art sees a little bit of the universe, and so we share. night Flight, Acrylic on Canvas.
Very old fashion illustrations from about 1981. I still have these, somewhere.
Sam Gamgee “The one small garden of a free gardener was all his need and due, not a garden swollen to a realm; his own hands to use, not the hands of others to command.”
“By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.” ~Cormac McCarthy
Found in the barn in the cottage. Look at it. All aluminum with nylon straps. Plastics baby! It lives, still. It lives now on my cottage deck. It will likely outlive me.
I saw some wild viburnum on my walk. These are right across the road and all along the wetlands.