I could go on for ages about how eventless the last couple of weeks, not to mention the days, have been. The weather has not been suitable for photography, and even if it was, I have scrutinized this town photographically from each possible angle. Although I've been studying, painting and sketching a little, everything feels uninspiring.
I'm thinking about summer and my mom's passion for gardening. It gets her outdoors every single day from April to September. She spends so much time gardening that spectacular things are bound to happen. By the end of the season we can harvest everything from squash to cherries, which is a big accomplishment when you live in Norway. In contrast to myself, being reluctant to buy a cactus in fear of killing it, my mother embarks on every garden adventure fearlessly and succeeds ninety-nine percent of the time.
Mama, how are you doing it?
