Fragile skeleton

A dried form of brown beauty

Stands tall in meadows.

Art Prescription:  As much as I love spring, I love fall. The dried foliage to me is not dead, but graceful forms of intricate detail. This is the season to find much adored seed pods of all kinds. For every flower there is a seed, and nature’s designs awe and inspire me. Recently I’ve been noticing dried Queen Anne’s Lace along roadsides and meadows. These seeds will be next year’s crop.