resuming normal transmission

not roadkill but windfall

a flower from a tuberous begonia

finds its way from the pavement of Quebec

into my pocket

where it meets a nasty end

squashed on to the piece of paper

i have been stitching on my travels

that blue at bottom right

is a result of the kaolin

on the surface of the backing paper

reacting with the red from the begonia

the top layer is gampi

from

the Japanese Paper Place

in Toronto

dreaming of returning to Quebec in the Fall

it's full of maples and aspens

and sourwoods

all magical when muttered over

whilst in the cauldron