The “harvest” from our rosebushes a few springs ago. I love roses, I love to grow roses. When they are in bloom, I love to have cut roses all around the house – you know I love to paint them. I. Just. Love. Roses! I don’t care that they are thorny and need... 
Mickey, in our Friday group, working on her painting of waterbirds at a special day last fall at Pam’s house. Over the weekend I had a conversation with a watercolor student who had emailed me. She wanted to participate in a weekend workshop and was concerned... 
In response to last week’s post, my dear friend Dr. Victoria Bentley send me a beautiful reflection which included this: The end of your blog made me think about how the inherent tension in things– between yin and yang, positive and negative poles, night and... 
When I first started to write these posts three months ago, fearing I’d need ideas to write each week, I hunted around in my computer for things I’d already written and I ran across this in an email I’d sent to my friend Vicki about a year ago: My success and... 
In 1998, when the movie “Saving Private Ryan” came out, Joe and I went to see it in the theater. It was getting rave reviews, it was Spielberg, a great cast – everyone was seeing it, so we did too. About ten minutes into the beach-landing scene I found myself... 