Truly excited to be part of an upcoming anthology project at Christmas Press in the Land Down Under! Little steps leading to my name and pictures in print. Which is…
On Midwinter
Solstice dawns bright and beautiful. I head outside with a hot cup of coffee and three eager dogs and marvel at the pink light on a lovely sycamore across the…
Mode of Magic Making
Life's pendulum slowly begins to swing back to a quieter state. Only a smattering of art-related events left to attend to and soon the art work will come home to…
Edge time (chaptered)
Chapter 1. - seaside Not two full days home from my blissful week of music in Swannanoa and I find myself flying east to my soul's home in Maine to…
A week in a minor key
I write this to you from my soul-home in Maine where I can smell the ocean on the air upon wakening. I await those in my little family who…
A story of Petrushka
It all began with a request, from my first born, to create a special gift for his long time university level private-lesson teacher/ coach / mentor, Paul Patterson. If…
Bells of Springtime
It seems many things in our little acre of land are bell shaped just now, fairly ringing with the bodacious arrival of a proper spring time. Daytime warmth coaxes and…
All in a day
I've technically been here in Antigua Guatemala for a day. Just shy of 24 hours. And in that time I've seen a city of history alive and laughing. I've heard…
Hamstertown Ball
“You can think and you can fight, but the world’s always movin’, and if you wanna stay ahead you gotta dance.” — Terry Pratchett Yesterday a number of us gathered…
In(sta)sanity
I don't know about y'all, but I feel rode hard and put away wet after this last week or so. That statement may seem like an uber-use of the vernacular,…