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... 
Joe and I have had three black Labradors – all boys. Well the first one, Bud, was really Joe’s dog. He was nine when Joe and I started dating – when I lived in a house that had white carpet and a white sofa. It was my girly-girl house. My dad called it my... 