Adventures In Orange

Gonzales, Texas, on a Tuesday afternoon. Wandering the quiet sun-bleached town. Remembering. Nothing special happened, no epiphany, just the slightest breath of the past, a faint scent to remind me of what it was like to look forward to something.

I snapped this in the mirrored window of a locksmith's shop ("space for rent", the sign said) because of the novelty of blending in with the color scheme.  It almost never happens, you know. I somehow usually manage to clash.

Gossip In The Grain

Late July. The corn is scorched in the field. The rustling leaves hint at secrets we are not yet to be told.

Season Of The Witch

It's high summer and magic is in the air. It's also overflowing my file folders, so it's time once again to share with you a collection of witchy gifs.  Enjoy.

A Multitude Of Moonmen

For many years now, I've had  recurring dreams of sending tiny little letters in tiny little envelopes through a series of tiny mailboxes concealed in strange places.

It's never been clear what the messages are, or to whom, but in the interest of evoking this dream, I have made a collection of tiny cards and envelopes. Perhaps soon I will know where to send them.