Easters Past
When I remember the Easters of my childhood, they mostly involved the new spring mother-daughter dresses Mama made, new hats that had to have small flowers to frame my face…
When I remember the Easters of my childhood, they mostly involved the new spring mother-daughter dresses Mama made, new hats that had to have small flowers to frame my face…
’Tis amazing what lessons we can still learn and where we learn them. Our studio window is one of those places. Feeding the birds on our corner of the world…
A few years ago when I turned my calendar over to a new January, I resolved to be more spontaneous. That was a big deal for someone whose days have…
I met a new hero of mine a couple of weeks ago. My newest hero is not a political figure, nor a high-profile leader, nor anyone that the media would…
One of these days in my spare time, I’m going to write a book and entitle it Life Lessons I’ve Learned Under the Pergola. Several years ago in our San…
“Sailing, sailing, over the ocean blue . . .” You know it’s one of my favorite things to do—I unpack once; I’m entertained; I can read and write all day;…
One of the tenets in my philosophy of life includes this: I came into this world a brunette, and I will leave this world a brunette – that is –…
For those of you who know me well, you would know that I am a very curious person, and I spend time pondering things, simple things mostly. And next to…