Pre-Dawn Musings
In the distance a freight train sings a woeful song. The birds are only just beginning to awaken to morning after a night of heavy rains and storming. The little…
In the distance a freight train sings a woeful song. The birds are only just beginning to awaken to morning after a night of heavy rains and storming. The little…
Above, two of my piping mentors, Cathy Wilde and Kathleen Cavanagh who are leagues ahead of me in the music world but who never fail to cheer me on and…
I’m repotting, both realistically and metaphorically. For any of you who are close at hand here in Ohio, please let me know if you’d like a potted plant. I have…
I am newly returned from Antigua from this year’s sketch trip. We had two wonderful weeks of workshops, each week offering what was needed. There are more words wrapped round…
It is Thursday of week one of the Antigua workshops. I find myself in that headspace where things are chinking into place, an old language of art and creativity once…
The week is finally off to a wonderful start. Our guests, many of whom opted to arrive early, have been getting to know this amazing town and learning their way…
Just a couple of days ago we were braving midwestern cold temperatures, visiting Jack in Evansville for a concert there. My sister and her son came along and a good…
Just now, under a sky shaped like water, we careen westward to Evansville to catch a concert of Jack’s. As Joni put it, I’ve got the urge for going. So…
Hello and happy St. Brigid’s Day to one and all! Just a quick dip into the blog here to share sketches from the past few years delving into the more…
Most days, Tony, the Hub, does his work from home. It’s just one reason we have such a happy dog, I suppose. But sometimes, the company he works for has…