I don’t know why I have the pup adorning a piece I titled “slowly”. Momentarily she’s still. But slowly? That’s rarely her style of movement.

I woke up today all hot and bothered. Not a bit like the image above with its delicate details of snow blowing across the ice.

Part of the landscape’s mind – it’s memories, connections, rhythms – is…held in human consciousness ~ David George Haskell’s, The Songs of Trees. When I found this

I was up on a ladder using this new kind of suction cup thing to unscrew a light bulb. I finally noticed I’d disconnected the

I was up hiking in the – well, cold- early morning. I came across this gorgeous view of Squam Lake in winter. In summer, would

Clean up that dirty river. MHS. Make Shit Happen. That was the name of a group started by Shoemaker in the 1970’s to clean up

The Olympics are coming soon and I happened to be perusing an article on the skeleton. I had never heard of the sport. From what

The other night I was trying to find a certain show on TV (me? I never watch TV). But I ended up watching another show

I found this bookmark from the Wordery Bookstore with this great quote: You can’t buy happiness but you can buy books. Yeah!!! AND, I thought: You

(trial hanging a few pieces of fabric) I’m getting near to the point I can put the pieces in place for this wall hanging I’ve