Down the Drain

This is just a short post featuring some photos I took last March of interesting oil patterns I found in a puddle. I’m not sure what the oil was from; water had gathered in a divot in our asphalt driveway, and one morning these strange sheens of finger-like abstractions had formed. I managed to get some photos of them before the puddle swirled away down the storm drain.

Also, a note: I’ve decided that instead of sticking to my posting-every-other-Thursday schedule, I’m going to write and publish pieces on a more sporadic basis; it will likely fall around once a month. I’d like to create more intentional posts like my essay Honouring the Bones, but these articles require significant time, thought, and effort. I need the breathing room to explore larger ideas and spin them into stories. Please stay tuned for what’s to come.