This is what happens when you forgot the gourds on the deck all winter, and the basket too. It almost looks like a bird’s nest with eggs in it. But it all looks so friendly and gently worn. I think I’ll pull the seeds out of the gourds, though, especially those dinosaur gourds, but carefully so I can use the shell for a little bird house for a chickadee.
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I was stunned by the volumes of bold texture in every element of this photo including the shadows, and the contrast of the warm weathered tones of the gourds, basket and woven rocker seat with the turquoise of the rocker itself. I look at this all the time, but not until the angled evening light came between the houses and washed over just a part of it, just the tops of everything, that these mysteries were revealed.
This rocker and a few other features starred in another photo from last fall, “Autumn Colors”.