+ Monday, November 14, 2016 Six tiles on my kitchen counter, gessoed at bedtime, and ready to paint, this morning. Painter’s mind is as blank as the white surfaces, so I put on my writer’s hat. I wish I actually had a little hat to put on, and it was as simple as that. Mental... Continue Reading →

There is the quiet of a Virginia wild place that neatly organizes a multitude of life forms and gives evidence of a Great Mind and a Heart. The sun of an October afternoon bathes leaves to yellow and orange, and some drift downward in slow spirals. Ripples expand silently, as they touch the river. The... Continue Reading →

Regina ironed the white dresses this morning, after making them damp by flinging starch water all over them, and then wringing them out in little balls, and shaking them free.

Here I am in California, where the lemons grow by the side of the road, and soft blue plumbago blossoms reflect the sky. Where brown-robed friars first brought the Word of Christ, and those seeking an unencumbered new way still plant themselves. Where waves crash to delineate a vast watery habitat thick with strange and... Continue Reading →

I have a sister who is immersed in the world of animal rescue, and she is always beseeching me to adopt this or that poor, deserving creature. While I heartily applaud her efforts to connect loving humans with loving pets, I always decline. Why? Dogs, cats, horses, tortoises--really, all animals-- keep us connected with our... Continue Reading →

I am enjoying a little vacation time in California. Painting is my "work" for these days, although it has been oppressively hot. The heat broke today, and a lot of energy returned! I am mesmerized by the beauty of creation, even in this drought. It occurs to me that the Creator, Whose work I feebly... Continue Reading →