Was I too busy looking at something else when I was younger that I missed all these beautiful dried up seeds, pods, leaves, twigs, barks, roots and even a dried flowers?
Or perhaps as I am getting older I've started to slow down my pace and I've began to notice everything that I've missed before.
Getting old is not that bad after all, eh?
Shots from Zul Mess's garden in Middleborough during Hari Raya gathering last Sunday.
getting old is getting wiser, ana :)
when i was in wisconsin many moons back, i only noticed the dried stuff during halloween only...
Posted by: mama rock | October 21, 2008 at 10:04 PM