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…
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…
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…
We’ve rented a wee van for Tony’s birthday and ventured north to visit a dear friend who lives in a magical land of inland seas. Our hope is to paint…
Or should I say, momentary beauty? Or maybe both. "Yes/ And" as my daughter puts it. There is a bright and beautiful sense of spaciousness on the crisp autumn air.…