Working Through the Dog Days of Summer


Everything is dry.  The artichokes have lost their purple spikey blossoms that the honey bees love to burrow headfirst down into.  The tomatoes are coming on for the race to the finish line of ripeness before the cool fall temperatures end the ripening.   The studio has been warm and a little close, but I have tempered it with fans and a portable air conditioner my friend Kurt lent me.  I am finishing up “Life is a Carnival” with a stack of gears, rotating tin turntables, and a spinning flock of swallows.

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