A mid summer visit to Kraklauer Creek.  Wildflowers and everything else is at the apogee of life.

At that point does a plant pass from the everyday mundane into the realm of sculpture?

Sculpture is made to touch.

 

 

And this is but a sliver of life that simultaneously “happens.”  A friend recently commented to me that one of the aspects of time is that things are arranged sequentially by the mind; lest we be overwhelmed by the effulgence of things.