How Cartoons Taught Me About the Wild World Beyond My Fenced-in Backyard Until I Could Discover the Real Thing.

  In our old house with all of its charming characteristics, unseen openings allow entrance for mice. The first time I noticed pieces of oatmeal in a little trail leading to the door of the attic, I thought “How precious.” I imagined the animated mice Jaq and Gus in Cinderella with their cheek pouches bulging…

A Richly Textured Life

Must the rough always be made smooth? Or so it appears in life, or at least with our public facades and selfies. In art texture with all its diversities is noted as one of the seven basic elements of art, valued for its smooth and rough, its many values (more about that later). In truth, in…

The Art of Picking Blueberries

“You missed one,” Bill says, pointing above my head and a bit over to the left. “No, I didn’t,” I say, squatting low on our patio. “I have a system, an imaginary grid. That way I don’t miss any.” I’m talking about picking blueberries from the five bushes in our container garden. Over the past…

You had me @ THANK YOU!

If there is one thing I was taught growing up, it was the importance of writing thank you notes. I suppose it’s my Southern roots. Well, not so much mine, but my mother’s and her diligence to seed and cultivate a heart of gratefulness. She never got around to teaching me how to cook, balance…

Tattered Butterflies

Like many of you, I have a great love for butterflies. These winged wisps of artwork, delicate as they are, flutter from blossom to blossom, from country to country. Who could ever imagine they once crawled about the earth and miraculously transformed into an expression of beauty for our unending pleasure!  So you can understand how…