Life is Art Life is art….just think about breathing…or about getting dressed in the morning. Early in my childhood, my dad and my sister both encouraged me to think beyond the surface of things. Thinking has turned everyday moments into amazing fantasies…..One moment at a time. This moment I am in holds so much interest. I am literally bursting! …
Super Sleuths My older sister, Kit, was an avid reader. She was nearly always curled up in some corner with a book. Kit was my hero. I wanted to be just like her, so I read my first Nancy Drew book at age 6. My childhood held one mystery story after another through the following …
Sitting here in the dormer window of this little cottage. The weather is still chilly. I am warm and toasty in my inner landscape. The weather suits me right now. As I look out onto the landscape, the thought arises I could possibly be on the set of Wuthering Heights. The imaginative stimulation also suits me. A moment now …
The last few days have been filled with loud and funny races around the kitchen island with Eli in the lead and Sammy close behind. Eli running as fast as his legs can carry him around and around with Sammy sidling behind as fast as he can. Sammy has a unique crawling technique. His mom says he seems …
Sometimes I think her face is a mirror of my own. She is alive with hope, interest and anticipation. I see now from further down the road. I know some of what can happen, I still share her excitement. I share her sense of adventure and mystery and I think that anything is possible. In …
