a winter roadtrip with my muse, part two

Not all the art I made during my little solo sojourn were in my sketchbook. Another of my goals was to do some plein air painting — something I hadn’t done since late December when, the day after my car accident and day of my 53rd birthday, my pup and I went for...

a winter roadtrip with my muse, part one

    I knew I needed a break. I knew I needed to unplug. I knew I wanted to remove myself from the familiar, and just paint, just read, just write. Just think. Just not think. Just be. Without chatter. Without pinging and lights and alerts and the mind-numbing...

of car crashes and thwarted resolutions

I’ve always loved the turn of the new year. I know some who people eye it with dread or sadness with the reminder of the passage of time. Their sad focus is on aging, and regrets. But for me the turn of the new year is a time of excitement and cheerful...

some of what I noticed this year . . . .

  Because sometimes it’s the little things that revive a dispirited heart . . . .         May each of us remember to notice the beauty that surrounds us. Blessings to you & Happy New Year …. and … Thank You… for reading my words here, for...