Daily observations at or near Two Dot Spot, written by hand on the backs of postcards that record with ink and coffee a few minutes of the earth's orbit around the sun. The cards are physically mailed from Two Dot, Montana to those who have requested them...local to local. Ruth Marie Tomlinson
Even when I sit in the schoolhouse looking out the window from the red Naugahyde thrift store sofa I am collecting. There is my coddled cottonwood. The robins and Brewer’s blackbirds are finding worms after the sprinkler. I am waiting and hoping for the rabbits to return to my yard, offering lettuce and other delectables. And always, there is the ever-changing sky: crystal blue, puffed with cotton clouds, scribbled with crayon reds, heavy with smoke, or any of a thousand other variations. I keep gathering these images in words and lines to sustain me through the winter. Like Leo Loinni’s Fredrick, in one of my favorite children’s stories, it may look like I am doing nothing, but that just isn’t true.