Fountain @ glass sculpture
October 2009
First rains and cold temperatures herald the beginning of fall. A time to look over the garden and wonder how in the heck I will get all the last minute tasks finished. I still haven’t cut the iris leaves, and there are hundreds of them! However, all the plums have been harvested and I put up 32 pints of luscious ruby red jam. Yum. The house smells like a sugar plum factory :D
Time to stop feeding the handsome orange and white goldfish so they will begin the process of dormancy. Last year I selected over a dozen of them from the pet store and made sure their patterns of color were as close to Koi as I could get. They are triple in size and beautiful watch while they cruise just below the watery surface between the lily pads and plants.
Writing is mostly done in my head these days. While I trimmed the spent blossoms from the lamb’s ears I resolved an important plot element. Planting winter beets I found an answer to one of my character’s family background. While making space in the barn for the glass sculptures to be stored I went through a major conflict scene in my mind. And out of no where while picking cherry tomatoes I found the reason the antagonist wears a certain ring.
I know I have developed a symbiotic relationship with the garden. It is a living space in which I physically work and mentally let my imagination and creativity grow and develop. Now to get the mental work down on paper!
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