We have been unbelievably fortunate up here in the mountains of WNC–we had one day of steady rain during the storm, no real wind and, although the streams and creeks got very high, overall, it was not bad. The heavy rains we’d had a couple of days prior did more damage locally than this storm that is devastating so much of this region.
These plants are doing better than ever (and the pollinators are undiminished in number), due to the pre-storm trim. We have been incredibly lucky.
I live in Western North Carolina (Southern Appalachia) in the US, and out here in the mountains, we’re waiting for the storm to slowly arrive…On the coast of NC and inland in the East, there’s horrible destruction that’s not anywhere near over, but out here, the sky is a deep sky blue, the Post Officer just buzzed by in her jeep and a moment ago, I pulled some dry laundry off the line. It’s quiet, but the breeze seems to be building into wind and it’s also a little eerie; I feel a sense of expectation and anxiety in the air.
Here are the flowers around the house; they’re already a little disheveled from a heavy rain yesterday afternoon, so they’re not looking their best. I’ve decided to heavily trim them so that they won’t be killed by the vagaries of the predicted steady 40mph winds. I am reluctant to do it because these blossoms feed a lot of pollinators every day. However, it’s a small sacrifice and I will be greatly relieved if the self-imposed damage is the worst the neighborhood suffers.
I will post pictures of the flowers next week, to show how they were affected by the storm.
I wish everyone in the path of this hurricane well (and, good luck to the people in the paths of the storm in the Pacific!).
These are the things I worked on today in my woodworking class: Yet another acorn! I finished it by drilling a 5/16ths hole in it, which really seemed like a beauty mark, or a dimple–it really amped up the appeal! Super cute! On the right is a self-portrait; I gave myself 30 minutes to create a piece with just glue (and a little sanding) and here is the result. Me! On the lower left are the main components of “La Piña,” my pineapple-inspired chair. Actually, aside from some sanding and waving stuff around, I did most of the work on the not-shown (and unlikely to be seen much when finished) supporting structure…that’s still on my bench. I was a little disappointed in my accomplishments today, but looking at this, I have to think, not bad.
This is my current work space, at least some of it. I do a lot of work at the kitchen table, the sketching, the carving, the laying out, etc, but the inking and printing I do on these mobile carts. The inking cart is a rolling delight I designed and built in my woodworking course and my little press is currently resting on a metal tool cart I got a few years ago and have since dedicated to printmaking. The shelving on the right is half storage and half art supplies; I often use the top shelves for drying prints. I can roll the carts into the kitchen when I start getting sloppy and when I’m done, I can roll them back into a corner of our small living room (which is actually devoted to storage and studio space). The setup is imperfect, but it works.
==>I really enjoy looking at other peoples’ workspace–I happened across the site Hyperallergic and their occasional entry “A View From the Easel.” It’s helpful to see how other people find ways to be be successful in seemingly less-than-ideal spaces.
We put a few straw bales up against the house and treated them with fertilizer and watered them the way we read you’re supposed to and here they are as of the end of summer. A few pepper plants really took off and two tomato plants did, too–they’re the plants that fell over the side. Otherwise, the greens and the marigolds just haven’t worked. About a month and a half ago, I found some seeds for 2′ high sunflowers, something I’d never seen before, and thought there was enough summer left to try them; on the right, you can see how well they did! More for the pollinators!
This is the view out our kitchen window, mid-August, 2018. I know I am lucky and I treasure this view every single day…but I can, even now, sense the fleeting nature of summer. Every day is a little shorter and those trees I look out on are already displaying the-more-than-occasional yellow leaf. Everything comes to an end, but I’m taking great delight in the meantime.