On The Verge
I like to collect random phrases as possible titles for art. This one spoke to me in all kinds of ways right now. The daffodils are on the verge of popping through the ground, even though winter hasn’t fully arrived and may not at all. Everything in our natural world is confused this year, not knowing whether to put out buds or to go to sleep for another month. I need to spread compost in my raised vegetable beds to prepare them for spring planting, but the ground is too wet due to heavy winter rains. Everything is on the verge, but in a holding pattern.
That gives me time to stay inside and create, which isn’t altogether a bad thing.
I hope you’re taking advantage of nature’s holding patterns too!