"Hosta la Vista" 11x14 marker and ink on paper
A vista of hostas flourishes in my shady back garden. Each spring I watch for their spear tips to poke through the soil, then wait for the unfurling and subsequent expansion of leaf. As summer waxes flower stalks emerge and fairytale-like caps bloom. Fat bumblebees frequent these “pixie caps”, crawling inside to reach each fuzzy offering. When inside, the bees’ buzz is transistorized - as though coming from a tiny radio speaker. It is an amusing sound. Watching and listening to the garden this pandemic year is a rewarding respite from watching and listening to global news. |
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