How to Start an Awesome Day
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...

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.
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...