This scrap of wood shines bone white in the black ashes under our burn barrel. So many textures, all speaking of its journey through life and death: whorls and undulating growth patterns; the cross-grain rip of the saw blade; a weathered gray skin from wind and sun; charred edges from the fire.
January was a rough month for a variety of reasons. Sorry I haven't been around - I have missed visiting with you, and I'll be trying to catch up this month.
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5 comments:
Wonderful details and textures.
Happy MM
Very nice photo.
Regards and best wishes
love the textures .. hope all is well
Love this! I first thought it was a piece of weaving.
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