3 Card Spread

  • Child of SpringChild of Spring
    My grandson, Kristian, playing in my pond. This is my second version of this card. The first was a lovely clay hanging planter I have, of an african childs head, full of mondo grass and spanish moss. As much as I loved that, I wanted this one instead. When you put a small child into a pond they’re shocked. At first they’re not quite sure what to make of it, but with gentle guidance from family and those who love him, he explores, feels the water, wiggles his toes, runs his fingers across the surface. Feels the water, the silkiness, the wetness, and the joy, and he splashes! The first water on his face is a surprise, but his eyes…
  • Six of SummerSix of Summer
    Empty cidada skins, Girraween National Park. Cicada eggs are laid in slits in tree bark. After many weeks they hatch into nymphs, which then fall to the ground, and burrow through the leaf litter into the ground, where they remain, at depths of between 10 and 40 centimetres, for many years, feeding on sap sucked from tree roots. When the nymph finally reaches adult size, it claws it’s way back to the surface, and climbs the tree, where it sheds it’s skin for the last time. During a life time of two to four weeks they mate, lay eggs, and begin the cycle all over again. A journey that must be made. Be it travel, or a life journey –…
  • DeathDeath
    From Girraween, grasses, like tufts of cotton, blowing in the wind. Girraween is a National park in the Granite Belt, south-west of Brisbane. Is it an end, or a beginning? As the grass dies, the seeds ripen and they are scattered by the wind. The seeds are caught by the mother, the earth; they take root and are reborn. born.…