It was a little sad to come home and find this little bird dead on my porch. It had apparently hit the storm door based on what I could see of its injuries. I had first wondered if a cat … Continue reading →
These three quotes from today’s Letter from Robert and Sara Genn (today’s is a reprint of Robert): There is no greater joy than that of feeling oneself a creator. The triumph of life is expressed by creation. — Henri Bergson … Continue reading →
I really needed groceries and sometimes you just have to give in and get groceries. Fine. On the way home though, the northern and eastern skies were quite interesting as I came through Nassau. I pulled off at the top … Continue reading →
I thought earlier I couldn’t possibly do anymore quilting tonight but you know – sort of like horses knowing the home barn is nigh… I found myself back at the sewing machine. The seventeenth bobbin ran out and I stopped … Continue reading →
It isn’t an easy job to paint oneself – at any rate if it is to be different from a photograph. And you see – this, in my opinion, is the advantage that impressionism possesses over all the other things; … Continue reading →
Shun idleness, it is the rust that attaches itself to the most brilliant metals.
