Tonight I had another look at the hosta when I got home and then I couldn’t resist admiring the primroses (not roses at all) and the moss roses (about as ultimately and fragrantly rose as you can get!). Then I … Continue reading →
Although the sky was full of fascinating and fast moving clouds, the view looking down was cheery and promising:
Flowers in my yard, in the late evening light, after a rain. Continue reading →
Awhile after checking for mail, I looked at the fedex app to see where my package might be. Last seen leaving Syracuse and BLAM, Delivered! Ninja FedEx apparently, no extra charge. Continue reading →
The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.
