top step creaks with frost •
Morning, child fog expanding •
gold floods the hillside. Continue reading →
Laying paint film by glaze by blotch •
reveling in the occasionally brilliant stroke Continue reading →
Had this notion on the way to work about the color of the world seeping up toward the sky in spring but on the way home I saw my first of the wonderful white flowering shrubs that to me really … Continue reading →
Nature forgiven •
in an april afternoon •
look – the daffodils! Continue reading →
What happens when you look at the morning sky and wish you could paint a blueness just like that. Dark deep endless the sky last night filled with stars and planets and myth This morning, a blue bowl – a … Continue reading →
Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That’s why it’s a comfort to go hand in hand.
