Today we walked calmly up the hill behind The Clark (two of us wisely bringing our stuff with us because we knew we weren’t going up and down and back up again!) and we painted as the clouds came and went and light played on the hills. Continue reading →
Now that we’re safely within the borders of September, I can talk a little about this year’s August Postcard Poetry Festival. It was the twelfth year of the festival… Continue reading →
round the sun yes indeed. There and back again. Finally today the internet guy came and fixed my pitiful internet connection. And then he called my cell phone from my home phone number – probably from the outside box… ah … Continue reading →
The other night a state trooper stopped me to tell me I had a brake light out. At the end I asked – ummm which side? And he told me – driver’s side, ma’am. So the next day I went … Continue reading →
That means it’s time for August Postcard Poetry once more. This year I really feel the struggle between words and painting/visual stuff, but will endeavor on. First a quote via Brain Pickings: The world is violent and mercurial – it … Continue reading →
Fill your house with stacks of books, in all the crannies and all the nooks.
