On another of my random wanderings through the garden I happened across what I think is a desiccated tomatillo husk, bleached white but still intact. I took some shots of it in situ, then laid it on the arm of the old distressed Adirondack chair in the back yard and tried to make a picture of it before it flew away on the breeze. I adore this image – it makes me think of a paper lantern, lit from within, or perhaps some alien organic form just arrived from outer space. It may be one of my favorite pieces of work.
Jessamyn Tuttle 