|Mushroom Moon Shrine, 2014. This year's was in miniature.|
A whirlwind of days have passed. Birthdays, guests, gatherings, travels & fungi, of course. But the Decay Moon's happenings shall not be left unmentioned:
We began our procession around the lakeside trail, baskets in hand as usual, not knowing how this project will manifest (also, as usual). Ours is an improvisational process driven by cues fed to us -- in the moment -- by the forest floor.
This is our tradition.
Miniature, in vivid colour was the theme we were assigned.
|A vibrant, bijou ornament collected for the shrine.|
|Baskets readied for the Mushroom Moon Shrine composition.|
The boys worked together steadily & carefully -- a remarkable thing given their knack for disagreement -- as I wrote the words of this day on a piece of birch bark.
|"I know that all beneath the Moon decays..."|
And when it was complete, we had three layers of teeny micro landscapes. An almost unremarkable view from afar,
But increasing nearness & changing angles,
Allowed for a peek into a variety of small, fanciful, fungal worlds...