life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass
it's about learning to dance in the rain!

Thursday, May 8, 2014


                                               today is my oldest son David's birthday
                                  won't say how many years have gone by since his birth....
                                  won't post image of him as baby
                                  will remember the years,
                                  the moments we have shared

                                  will say how proud of him
                                 of the man he has grown into
                                 i am and i know his father would be

                                  growing up among a family of women,
                                   i raised a family of men
                                                       very very different energies
                                            [Jason is on my right. David is on my left]

Thursday, May 1, 2014

fish out of water

sun's returned
ground's rather saturated

and today
fish out of water
is the mindset

over the years, while in my booth,
i have drawn

this image began
a number of years ago
i can't count the number of hours spent working on it
 or the number of colored pencils that were used to create the shadings

i do admire 2d artists and the time it takes to create their work.....

Wednesday, April 30, 2014


Jason sent this image of Addy,
 looking out at the snow.
I think
 of all the images i treasure of this child,
this is possibly
my most favorite one.

I see
can approach the child
that I had been once
and the one
that is
still there
behind the


Thursday, January 19, 2012

this night

i sit,
alone at the desk
dinner was
roasted boneless pork tenderloin
with home made mashed potatoes and salad
gin and tonic to drink
quiet except for grandfather clock
seconds minutes and hours
dogs wait
jealous of my human food
i will share a bit with

Friday, January 6, 2012


sleep was fickle tonight visited for awhile
then had second thoughts
left me wondering what rest was about
left me wondering what the scarves in the dryer looked like
i am up
in middle of night's visit
grandfather's clock sternly tics
measuring off the minutes
that i am not in a state of rest
measuring off the minutes
of my life
naval orange sweet
nourishment in this dark
space oftime
night was
night is
night will

Friday, April 22, 2011

solemn day

solemn day
good friday
grass grows ragged high

tulips are a screaming red
with pale white daffies
sitting close by

sleep was good
though the dogs danced
at a little before 6
both lawn mowers need work
so the grass has a reprieve

i have several pieces of yardage to cut
cindy has been productive
in weaving the orders
i must step up to the plate
to finish the job

spring has exploded here
over the last several days
green in so many shades
of pale fresh

i find it hard to move quickly
in the morning
don't want to
simply want to savor the moment

house is so so dusty
construction from the hospital
dogs in and out
has never been this bad

i am off to shower and fluff
tea has grown cold
day must begin

yesterday, i thought i might actually stop in
at corpus christi church sometime today

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

whirligig frozen

two days ago
brown mucky mess
this morning
it wears
coat of
white trampled snow

air temps
in single digits
locked movement in place

life sometimes
this way