Under make-up and skin; beside the jewelry and clothes; this is what I am. This is my truth…
Category: How to be true to your essence
What would your father say?
After teasing me about the possible content of a few chapters…
Winter or Spring?
Spring approaches just off the horizon.
The Absence of Noise.
February 13, 2022 More of the story… The Story continues on the story page (I really need to work on… Read more The Absence of Noise.
2021. Goodbye, Year.
December 31, 2021. I just needed to create, here, in this space, one more time in 2021. Thank you. And… Read more 2021. Goodbye, Year.
Oak Trees.
I had played with the painting of them..the browns of deep cocoa, the solemn grays like those which color a uniform..instead I searched. And I drove to search…
The Harvest of Roses.
Along the path to traditional autumn decorating, I hadn’t banked on the plentiful harvest of roses which graced my gardens.
A Lady of a Million Secrets
…I hold secrets. I hold them all silently but that has taken years… years in which they never uttered a sound. But they pressed..,
Mid-August
Pileated woodpeckers and trees brushed with the first swash of gold…I luxuriate my mind in the subtleties of nature’s changes.
A Big Breath
I lost myself among the bigness of a river, of centuries old trees and a Great Lake. I felt absorbed into a speck. And I breathed…
the brick dandelion 