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Dawn at the Cape

Sometimes the less said about the creative process, the better.  Sometimes I just want to do my work and move on. If you like this computer altered photo of dawn at the beach in North Truro during my recent trip to Cape Cod, I will...

Tapestry Swirl

Drifting through Beth’s garden in the quiet still morning I was unsure whether I would take any pictures.  I just wanted some time to appreciate her marvelous Oregon garden so full of choice plants and foliage textures.  Before you take a decent picture you...

A Blur is a Blur

I don't know where the blurriness of my left eye has led me.  Did I "see" these blurry water reflections, or did I just get lucky ? Standing by the edge of this pond in Mettawa, Illinois late in the afternoon of a long day...

Maple Seeds

It is somehow appropriate that I add to Mental Seeds with a post about seeds themselves.  Seeds hold the promise of renewal and after months of insignificant distractions and artificial deadlines I need to re-invigorate. My left eye continues to be blurry, now with a...

Madrone Berries

The vision in my left eye is still quite blurry.  Unless I really concentrate on what I am seeing, my right eye dominates and I simply have a hazy sense of looming weirdness.  And unless I stick my head up real close to something,...

Grace in Tapestry

As I was poking around my garden last fall, adjusting to my vision and letting the new wonders reveal themselves to me, I decided to keep my big smokebush, Cotinus 'Grace'. It is a monster of a shrub, every year growing way beyond its allotted...

Back To Work

  I first posted this picture to my Gardening Gone Wild post Depths of Perception 2 months ago as I began exploring my new vision after the vitrectomy.  At that time, despite the worries over my eye, I was giddy with new photos.  I couldn't...

My Father Died Today

Aug. 15, 1914 - Jan. 12, 2011     My father died today. Micajah Quincy Holt (1914-2011). And that is the end. I guess. ::: (am i sad ?) ::: I walk into the garden, Where my father taught me. The sky is too huge Everywhere He is smiling broadly That sly warm wink “Sax, I’m here. It’s wonderful. I slipped in.” ::: We...

Retinal Tears

Retinal tears and fears of darkness, What DO I actually see ? Lightning strike laser; pain visualized, (how odd this queasy flash). The wet drops from my eye splashes my glasses, remembering the first rain and sprinkling Cotinus Grace. Update on Detached Retina It has been three weeks since I posted to Mental Seeds.  Begun with such enthusiasm.  Begun...

Kanjiro Blur

After the eye surgery, when I first started exploring what I could see, or not, with my left eye, I went looking for color.  The first realization that I could see anything the least bit artistically interesting was when I studied the white flower...