“The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole...” ~ Honore de Balzac There is a wildflower I’m...

Silent wet earth beneath dry and papery leaf quilts, woven and stitched by summer, and a new story begins. Fall to me always feels like a...

Nature is everywhere! I was lucky to have my sketchbook and pencils with me while I waited in the parking lot for about an hour.