Bees on Lavender
Looking through my conservatory window, I can see some rather industrious bees at work on the lavender growing there. Life goes on - at least for now - and the cycle continues. With all the appalling shit going on out there in the world, generally, I'm having a couple of days decompression time and will return to full rant mode when I feel the time is right. Probably tomorrow. But you never can tell...
OK - I'm listening to Satie, thumbing through an Aperture imprint of Eikoe Hosoe's photographic works [blog posts passim], and have my copy of "Pilgrim Bell" - poems by Kaveh Akbar [likewise referenced] - in front of me, and somehow three things coalesce into a single gestalt: Gymnopédies, Barakei #19, 1961 (above), and Pilgrim Bell (3) (below). What it all means, I can't say, but there you go...
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