• Made Things

    Sabbath Equation in the Garden

    my perennial bed I drag my green plastic chair across the lawn out to the garden.  The orange bucket is upended and covered with an old towel–my ‘end table.’  I place my fresh cup of warm coffee on top and settle in with my camera over my shoulder. I am waiting for the hummingbird. I’ve noticed her from my kitchen window, stopping at tall spikes of Cardinal Flower, relishing the nectar feast as she drinks from red trumpets. I am determined to capture this in a photo. There are so many other things I could be doing–organizing papers and kid files from school, entering the obligatory data in the computer…