Suddenly I realized
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.
-James Wright, "A Blessing"
Yesterday evening's rain shower included claps of thunder, a scattering of hail, and beautiful bolts of lightning. Those of us at Chinati watched a dark storm sweep its way west, including a funnel cloud that touched down just long enough to stir up the desert, then disappeared as quickly as it came--interesting weather following Jessica's musings on thirst. It was enough to make the irises and herbs stand up a little straighter this morning, thanks to a good drink. The fabric above is from a gorgeous Indian sari here at Mirth, and it made me think of the blooms here in the unpredictable desert, all the more beautiful because they survive.
-Claire for Mirth
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