Brunchy McBruncherton- the love affair with eggs continues through these poached lovelies sitting atop corned beef hash at The Windmill Bistro down in Sumner. Cutting into one to reveal the oozy golden yellow within is like adding a new color to the palette. ♦
More beauty in the broken. Here’s what’s left of my car window after a walk in the woods this weekend had me and a friend return to find the car ransacked. Mother truckers! They managed to skip the trunk entirely though. Good thing! So(me)one had their laptop in there, as well as both our purses, and even our phones, until, upon first heading out- gasp- we realized we were phone-free, and returned to take our addictions with us. Talk about that one time you do the thing being the time the thing happens! ♦
Oh, look. A small greenish canvas painting hangin’ out in the background there that I’ve only begun the underpainting on over FIVE YEARS AGO now. A project that’s become part of the landscape with the passing of time. Have anything sitting around like this, same thing only different? ♦
Here’s artist Lorenzo Quinn’s 2017 installation of a rather formidable pair of hands emerging from the waters of a Venice canal to assist the historic Ca’ Sagredo Hotel. Rising tides threaten the structure of the city as time marches on, due in part to climate change. Aptly named “Support,” the sculpture exists to remind us all of our role in caring for the planet on which we reside.
For those that doubt the existence of climate change, its underling global warming, and their damaging effects on the earth, even were it to be found 110% false, it remains a matter of respect and preventative care, both of intrinsic moral value all on their own. In short, you don’t sh!t where you eat. ♦