Morning Palm
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did.
There are times when light and nature and the very air weaving through it take one's breath away. A waif of a girl, wending her way carefully through a meadow, searching . . . for what? It can only be magic, and the creator of all magic in woody houses are fairies.
Another friend told me "it looks magical." That is exactly what I felt when I saw and painted it, magic.
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
On July, 1, 2015, an American dentist from Minnesota, Walter James Palmer, and local hunting guides ...
I find it amazing that there is another world – many worlds – most of us never get to se...