Saturday, May 8, 2010

"It moves and changes from one kind of black to another"

"It moves and changes from one kind of black to another" - Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison


Anonymous said...

Your last entries are interesting you always match pictures with words, not easy. I can translate for you what's in the bubble: "I'm fed up!"
Have a nice day!

Joan Elizabeth said...

Martina, I often have difficulty commenting on your blog for some reason ... it goes excrutiatingly slow and I give up.

The council has just been by munching up the green waste we have left on the kerb .. I now have a nice heap of compost just like this.

Martina said...

Serge, ah, thank you - now everything makes sense. Like Julie, I could easily translate your caption but google capitulated with the rest.

Joan Elizabeth, I am sorry to hear this - since I didn't do anything with the blog's layout/html etc. in the last months I guess it is hosted on a lazy google server. Wondering if other people have the same problems .. . This is not really compost but mulch. It is a real mountain of mulch - I would guess about 3m in height - from one of the bigger farmers around here.

Sean said...

I like the textures on this Martina... great quote too!

paulboo said...

A different kind of mountain but as equally fascinating as the more usual kind.
There are indeed many shades of black...!

Martina said...

Thanks Sean and paulboo - luckily photos don't smell - mulch's scent is nothing I really like - wondering - since bark alone has a nice forest-y scent - but mulch - baah, perhaps it is simply too much.

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