I realized, in re-reading my last post, that “you” may not be like me. You may not have walls hung with art. And maybe you don’t notice the outdoors – the dawn and sunset. And even if you do, you…

You love the art you own. Each piece you picked out and hung on the wall and now… it’s part of the wall. It looks as good as the day you hung it there. You love that it looks always…

The cloth pieces dangle~ They contemplate the mist~ Or dance with the waves. Well, thinking of ocean waves, but these will do. Tomorrow, maybe they’ll let go back to contemplation.

each square of silk is about 2.5 x 2. 5 inches, floating:

February turned out far differently than I had expected. Health issues came up and took my attention and energy, but the journey was revealing as dis – eases can sometimes be. This one concerned energy that was held. Thank goodness…

One of the joys and delights of living in New England is its range of color, thanks to the weather. At this time of year, the brilliance of the leaves has faded and it’s only a matter of time before…

It’s early November, late in the afternoon. By late, I mean four o’clock for the first photo. Five by the last. The darkness wraps around the cozy house at night. No street lamps. Quiet. Even in the subdued light by…

This is my first post since my trip overseas and it’s taken this long to get a sense of what I would blog about: I hadn’t expected that I would be so affected by getting away from this country. I…