Hello nice to meet you. I know you are really new at this, and the learning curve is pretty steep, not to mention all the palaver that goes with ringing in the new year … remembering to write 2020 rather than 2019, … squirreling away all the old unread papers, … corralling all the relevant…
I could use a little help here! I’m not sure how it happened, but I suddenly find myself in the midst of Christmas. There are only ten days left until after Christmas. Yoicks! How could this happen? Where was I when the memo went out? In the past, I could rely on seeing Christmas decorations…
Lately I have felt swamped by random thoughts, and fleeting memories. They seem to drop in like Victorian matrons for afternoon tea, stay long enough to disturb the cushions on the sofa, and then leave as if loath to overstay their welcome. And I am left with only a vague memory of a thought, never…
Have you ever noticed the dramatic impact made by the smallest pinpoint of light when it arrives in the darkness? As a metaphor, it has been overused to illustrate all sorts of meaningful events and watershed moments. And, like words used too often the meaning has become meaningless … banal, trite, and ho-hum … a…
There is something magical about walking into a greenhouse on a chilly New England morning and feeling the heat and humidity. There is a softness to the air, reminding us there is better weather coming. That alone is worth the trip to Mt. Holyoke glass house to see the spring bulb display. It is a…
In the midst of our cold New England winter, with snow and ice framing every view, I dream of Italy and the south of France. Like the memory of sun-drenched childhood, they are forever warm and alive in their colors.
This is a little reminder of Valentine’s Days in the past when a dear friend always sent his wishes signed xxx love n’ stuff He has been been gone for many years now … another valiant warrior that fought in the cancer wars. I always remember him on this day and wanted you all to…
Today, February 4th, is World Cancer Day. In recognition I am posting this image of a new piece from my studio. Titled “Hearts and Flowers” it is a celebration of recovery and survivorship. And a thank you for all those that have gone before. Please pay attention and get regular checkups and screenings.
This morning I watched as my neighbor trailed her suitcase down the walk to her garage. Ah I thought, she is off on an adventure. Good for her! I hope it is somewhere warm. Then she stopped and looked back at her house as if to check that she had not left some stray part…
Remember when there was a stigma attached to being called a snake-oil salesman … the sleaze that sold you a mess of pottage and then skipped town before the dung hit the fan? Well, not anymore! Snake oil has joined shark cartilage, bee pollen, and other homeopathic remedies that have proven to be of some…