White Tinged Blue

Whites of January—tinged with blue. I draw back the curtains to the cawing of crows, the papery bark of birches, the tracks of deer under the crabapple tree below our window. The quilt looks like the landscape in the meadow, puckered and pocked after last...

This Little World

The post you just read is the latest I’ve written. I’m so glad you found your way to my little corner of this world where I garden, cook, observe and paint. Feel free to browse more blog posts here and portfolios here. I’m always happy to hear from...