I really like the idea of a waterhole because for me water represents
life. Everyone needs water, animal, plants and humans. It’s a place that
brings us all together. And it’s also very intriguing because just by
looking, we never really know what lives inside of the water. So we are
always surprised by what we see inside because we don’t know what
to expect. For example, when we first came to this waterhole, I thought
there were no life inside it’s too small but after few seconds, I saw
different things moving inside and I learned that there is one frog and two
salamanders living in this place. I also really like the engineering aspect of
this hole that is refueled by the rain and that has a tunnel under the grass
to let animals go back and forth without needed to go out.
I touch these big leaves and it is so strange.
It’s really not soft but it is like raw cement. It
feel like a sturdy materiel like it can resist to
every element like the rain, the sun, the wind
without any problems. And the fact that the
flowers or the butternut are below the leaves
they must be very well protected. I also touch
the butternut and it’s so soft. It’s incredible
that in the same plant we can have so much
different texture.
I recognize this plant because my grand mother used to put this flower
in every salad she made and when I was a little boy I didn’t want to
eat them, because il felt like I was stealing them from the bees. The thing
is I have a very bad memory so I’m not quite sure of their name. It is borage.

I took this branch of lavender and I crushed it between my fingers. It
directly smelled so strong and it reminded me my childhood because back
then, every time I went on vacation in the south of France, with my
parents grandparents and sisters we always took lavender, we dried it
and we put it in little bags for our closet back in Paris. So since then I
still have them on my closet. Text and photos by Thomas