Where the Eno River empties into Falls Lake.

Autumn trees reflected in blue water, blue sky

I saw two white herons today, so either that’s good luck or I’m going to die soon. I don’t know how these omen things work.

Basically yesterday I walked 22 miles to watch the sun set.

vivid orange setting sun behind trees, clouds glowing pink, reflected in lake

He said I could set up camp wherever I wanted, so I picked this.

orange tent in a big field by a lake

Morning glories vining up a tangle of underbrush

Trees reflected on lake, gray sky

Joshua Reynolds: “A great part of every man’s life must be employed in collecting materials for the exercise of genius. Invention… is little more than a new combination of those images which have been previously gathered and deposited in the memory; nothing can come of nothing…”

…and now there’s a hurricane heading for Iceland. I mean, why the heck not?

A little more naturalistic this time. Also an odd size (6”x11”) for which I don’t have a frame at hand.

Virginia creeper on a fencesketch of Virginia creeper, with plans for a carvingchip carving of Virginia creeper vining on a tree, with a bird, sheltering branches and underbrush

Color me a wet blanket, but I just don’t think that Bull Durham needs to be a musical. Nor Back to the Future, for that matter.