In the part of Montana that we visit every summer, birches are more prevalent than aspens. Here are a couple of images that might end up as weavings:
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And a closeup:
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More later. Tomorrow, we're off to Los Angeles for a couple of days. The youngest of the Rude brothers (there are 6 of them!) is getting married on Saturday, and our presence is requested - no, required.
The blog will be back on the air early next week.
1 comment:
birch trunk textures are poetry.
enjoy the wedding.
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