“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in...
To bury one’s nose in a heavenly array of petals seems to overtake the mind and soul, almost instantaneously, like...
Imagine the anticipation of stepping on board a grand and majestic train, all aglow, as the brisk winter’s evening has...
. . . warm neutrals, deep blues and pale blues, silver & gold, warm slate & evergreen — so many...
. . . late-spring rain and blustery breezes, and lately there are fallen petals everywhere — between the cobblestones, and...
hello! home again and so lovely to see you — sincerest apologies for being suddenly m.i.a. the past few days...
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