Early dawn in the palace garden after a night of rain. The dew on the chrysanthemums sparkles in the morning light. Beads of water cling to rain-tattered spider webs like pearls poised on strands of silk. The sun rises, and the hagi’s slender branches, trembling under the weight of the dew, suddenly spring up — mist flashes in the light. I’ve asked, but none of the other women finds this remarkable. Knowing it is something only I enjoy makes it all the more delightful.

Sei Shonagon, “The Pillow Book” (written circa 1,000 A.D.)

Details

• 9” x 12” giclée print on Canson Rag Photographique

• Signed and numbered (edition of 10)

• Unframed

• Shipped via USPS First-Class (tracking enabled)