Lost in it

Here’s today’s challenge pairing, to be followed with what is sure to be a long-ish post …

But first, a look at the finds from the first walk in our new-to-us neighborhood park …

Some familiar, some not … starting upper left with mistletoe, and continuing clockwise, lichen, hackberries(?), seed pod of unknown origin, pecan, Osage orange (aka bois d’arc, aka hedge apple), and dried fruit from what I hope is native western soapberry, but might be invasive chinaberry (will have to wait for springtime leaves to determine).

Truly, I can’t walk without combing … filling my hands with wonder.

Anyway, on to today’s challenges. Yesterday older daughter Meg gifted us with some Faber Castell Gelato sticks, which paired beautifully with one of my current reads …

They can be used as crayons, but can also be applied with water and brush …

Having just read Marti’s comment on Acey’s blog, I was taken by her image with its bit of new-to-me artist Judy Chicago …

Wanting to play on a map grid that would be purely structural, I chose Poland, with its unfamiliar place names, then started painting in the blocks with different colors …

Until I saw it … the dreaded familiar word … place actually … and found myself painting in the color of iron …

Honestly, I just couldn’t help myself.

Then I was on to Acey’s Day 6 prompt:

Okay, so this, with colors that I love, but a somewhat intense composition …

Besides which, I’m not a huge fan of figural forms, so I dug out this used book find and started tearing out strips of like-colored stuff …

at which point things got a little crazy (and totally off-prompt), so I’ll give you the abridged version …

which ended up totally too big to put in my journal, so I copied it on my handy-dandy printer/scanner/copier and only then re-read the prompt and realized how far off I went …

Oh well, what’s done is done … which brings me back to where I started …

Lichening

We have windfall lichen in abundance …

scattered in the leaf litter …

beneath the live oaks …

It was easily gathered …

then laid upon Mo’s satin pennon …

which was folded over …

rolled and bound …

Layered above and below with more lichen-clad twigs, which will provide tannin …

then covered in boiling tap water and left to steep, the heady fragrance of rain-soaked woods drifting from the pot …

The hardest part will be the waiting.
Addendum:

A sneak peek …

So far, the cotton tie is picking up more color than the satin.

– Here comes the sun

Patch #341 Sunflower



This was intended to be a sun, but it morphed into a sunflower. As I stitched I thought of Grace’s sunflower and went seeking it on Windthread, looking first at last year. But no, it has been two years?! 
How is that possible?
In any case, as Grace was walking Tay’s paths, I was walking our trails, checking to see how the east trail in particular weathered the four inches of rain over the past four days.  Fortunately, it was mostly slow, steady rain, so there were no washouts, but the anticipated wintergrasses were well underway …

while the fall grasses were beaten down …

Rosemary was in bloom, as is its wont at this time of year …

and the cedar elms were displaying what passes for fall foliage in the Hill Country …

The bird bath was full to the brim …

and sunlight danced along the edge …

shifting in the breeze …

The sages weren’t daunted by the chill in the air …

and the yaupon promised lots of berries for Christmas decorating …

even as the four-nerve daisy put up one last bloom …

soon to be nipped by frost if the forecast holds.