Author: queentracey1

Well, while in Dublin, I have to admit that I did take pictures of a few other things besides leaves and letterpress.  Even on the rainiest of days, the interiors of the churches were beautiful to view as subdued light shone through stained glass windows and fell upon lovely murals.

I was watering herbs with a misting bottle while waiting for a paper to print.  As droplets settled on neighboring cut flowers, I just wondered what would happen if I pulled a few petals and let them settle on my papers  …

.. and on my notebooks …

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As usual, beauty found in unexpected places.

I do wonder if people think I’m crazy as I walk through downtown Boston and other city centers picking up leaves and sticking them in any available pocket.

I keep thinking I should plan a specific leaf-picking adventure with a proper bucket or plastic bag as container.  But somehow it is more fun to be walking along to work or to shop and to be open to the possibility of finding … something … along the way.

Of course it is easy to behave that way when the sun is shining and autumn leaves glow like jewels falling from the sky.

I’ll be curious what’s to be found on the ground this day.  Hope your day goes well wherever you are in the world. 😉

… because I am having an orange day.  At least that’s how I’ve decided to define this day, by the color orange.  I mean, I didn’t expect it to be a green day or a blue one. I knew that I would work with the color orange at least for a bit.  On the list of to-do’s that I created last night, I had planned to post the following image with the title “a bit of autumn colors on a plate.”

Yet the day began with me finding a funny bug on a window so I posted that picture instead and likewise little else has unfolded this day as I imagined it might last night.  Nothing horrible has happened.  Just the beautiful unexpected complexities of life that can leave one breathless. But as I raced about, my eyes kept being drawn to sunlight striking orange items.  And finally, as I…

I love to travel, but it feels good to be back home. 😉

…my traveling companion and I of course had to follow the arrow pointing to the National Print Museum.  I’m not sure if the arrow was meant for people in a car or on foot.  Regardless, for us two pedestrians, the museum took a while to track down.  Many locals did not seem to know its location and warned us that sometimes young people like to twist the signs around to fool tourists.  Well, we eventually determined that the  sign was pointed in the correct direction.  Hopefully, more people will visit this wonderful hidden place.

After seeing the Book of Kells exhibit earlier in the week and being reminded how precious books and the written word have been throughout human history, it seemed apropos to visit a museum focused on the evolution of the printing press.  The main floor of the museum has several operating machines with trays of moveable type…