3 Pictures for 2025
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threeforthememoriesLooking back, 2025 was a good year for me. I cut back work to three days a week and that freed up so much time and energy, I am never going back to working more if I can help it. I did a bunch of projects and had great vacations, and I took about 1000 photos every month, but I had no problems picking three for this.
I went to visit my partner Bawdy in Montana in April and we had a lovely week together: hanging out, going to the zoo and the dog park and going on a roadtrip. Which is where we raced the train so I could get out of the car in time to take photos.
I learned how to solar dye fibre and went on a foraging and dyeing spree all summer. The red and blue on the right are dyed with madder and black beans that I bought, everything else is dyed with plants I foraged in the park and cemetery. I'm spinning it and weaving a landscape tapestry.
I started to feed the crows at the park and I have been doing that for a year now. They learned to recognise me immediately after one feeding and now will follow me in the trees to where I feed them. In summer, they brought their fledglings along and I got to see them grow up from gangly teenagers to more or less adult crows. This is the one crow I can recognise from his permanently drooping wing and his bold personality.
I went to visit my partner Bawdy in Montana in April and we had a lovely week together: hanging out, going to the zoo and the dog park and going on a roadtrip. Which is where we raced the train so I could get out of the car in time to take photos.
I learned how to solar dye fibre and went on a foraging and dyeing spree all summer. The red and blue on the right are dyed with madder and black beans that I bought, everything else is dyed with plants I foraged in the park and cemetery. I'm spinning it and weaving a landscape tapestry.
I started to feed the crows at the park and I have been doing that for a year now. They learned to recognise me immediately after one feeding and now will follow me in the trees to where I feed them. In summer, they brought their fledglings along and I got to see them grow up from gangly teenagers to more or less adult crows. This is the one crow I can recognise from his permanently drooping wing and his bold personality.