Impossible, harmonious dance
I have been rewarded in my wanderings several winter afternoons of late and was given the opportunity to observe an amazing phenomenon, the starling swarm. The starlings fill the sky in a wild impossible harmonious dance, undulating in and out
Bounty: when life gives you apples make apple butter
I have been reflecting on the word bounty this week. My ginormous Webster’s Third New International Dictionary gives the following as the first five meanings for bounty: 1. Goodness, kindness, virtue, 2. Liberality in bestowing gifts of favors; gracious or
Exploring Bounty
Welcome to the new decade, new year, new month, new week, new day, new moment. As is often the case I am reflecting on lessons learned in the past year, reflecting on what was right and what was wrong in
Surviving Abundance Revisited
The theme of Surviving Abundance is one I have looked at through my art over and over through the decades. I keep coming back to this idea in my life and in my work, each time seeing a different side
Laden with Abundance
The week past was an overload, fundraisers, frolicking, show and sales. All good things really but coming all at once was almost overwhelming. Almost I say because here I am Monday morning on the other side of overwhelm resting with
Mystery Abounds
You know what? My new fungi friends have been popping up everywhere since Monday! I went for several hikes this week and found a vast array. Mushrooms of all sorts; orange ones and frilled ones, delicate tiny perky ones, large
Finding inspiration in Fungi
After the recent rains some lovely visitors have arrived in the wood and duff just beyond my house. I did a little digging on the Internet trying to identify my new friend but I couldn’t narrow it down to
An Orbit of Daffodils
Well the week has passed quickly and as I promised on Monday I followed my dog of a memory sniffing out old thoughts and feelings like forgotten buried soup bones. Leonora’s passing seven years hence still doesn’t rest easily in
Birthdays and Deathdays
Last Wednesday we practiced a tradition that we have been performing for the past five years we celebrated the birth of my husband Jack’s mom, and my dear friend Leonora. We began the tradition six years ago, a year after
I survived abundance (but I had to unbutton my pants)
Welcome to the day after the feast. Lots of leftovers and still some dishes to wash but all and all a good time was had. Throughout the week I tried to take some deep breaths let the cold frosty morning