collage in altered book
6 5/8 x 9 inches
Once more I see the spindle fly
And though the spring’s no longer mine,
My pulses thrill to trace the sign
A leaf aglow with Autumn’s light
Day: May 3, 2012
Inspector No. 5
I’m trying to tear apart an old mattress, so I can haul it out to the dumpster by myself. Miss Henry is, of course, supervising. (The inner springs will be recycled.)
red paper boat 