“Life feels like it takes deeper breaths and moves more languidly there.”
– A wonderful observation by a reader on the “Cracking Cones” video I shared yesterday.
I am making excellent progress on the “Mist from the Mountains” sketches. It may be that the three directions being explored are sufficiently divergent to become poems in their own right. It is too early to tell, but I am eager to see the outcome!
I spent the afternoon baffled by cracking sounds coming from a pine tree (you will hear it if you listen closely to the video audio below). At first, I thought it must be an animal picking at its bark or branches; then it occurred to me that today is the first hot day (35°C/95°F) of the South African spring—it is the pine cones opening in the heat!
