The door opened. I found myself checking for him unexpectedly. Throughout the holidays, I felt his presence with me as I shopped and walked..
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The Speaking Sword
… I see her smile in her dreams. For once, all seems quiet and gentle. And consistent. I would have reprieves of such times in the past, but they would disappear as a flicker in the wind.
The Lake of Ghosts
I painted the waves with the pen of my memories..
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.
Merry Christmas
December 25, 2021 Wishing you a very merry Christmas!
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 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…
After the July Storms.
Just the Jeep and the moonlight…
The Night Roses
Happy Summer! And please enjoy the wonderful heat of day and the marvelous glow of night…strolling…
the brick dandelion 