A calling moon, a raven's wings, and a very late coming heat
I am unable to stay up late. My days are so full that I collapse with the sun, as if its orange ball were a weight that drags me down...
A calling moon, a raven's wings, and a very late coming heat
Wings and petals and webs
New collection, upcoming shows
Slowing down....
Oops....it's not Friday.
Spring hope, sorrows, and a poem
Where do our wishes go when they fall with the stars?
and another moon passed...
happy new year on a new moon night
Holiday time
A year with paint stained hands.
Notes from the mountain
Do you do what you do for love?
The pebbles in my pocket
Painting someone's story
Thank you.
That only constant....
From sky to root
A Sunday Story
Tueday's troubles and tenderness