Here you can see my soybeans sitting in a bowl with water, ready to soak overnight. Next to them are 2 of my deer hair

Can you see that drip on the window? Rain drops. Some southern temperature is reaching up north here to New Hampshire. As a child, I

I wake up in the morning and look out at the skim of light in the distance – I feel supported by the darkness, the

What’s sensuality without a warm heart? May your 2017 be filled with all your heart’s desires: peace, fullfilment, love, wildly fun times, unexpected joy, total

Look at this snow. Look how it drapes and smooths and sculpts the shapes that can carry it’s load. It’s deliciously sensual. It’s deliciously inspirational.

morning lake lake at noon late afternoon lake What color is white anyway? Quintessentially white snow teases me endlessly. The forecast is for loads of

What is quiet without a little hustle/bustle/noise and ridiculousness as interruption? What is all that whiteness outside without the black pup, white-ish pup and smiling

As an artist, I sometimes encounter these delicious flashes, an “a-ha!” revelation. For example, I remember the specific time when I was doing a drawing

Footprints. On the lake side, there is the sweet mink dropping by. Don’t you love the delicacy? On the other side, evidence of… me and

In Instagram, you can choose a filter for the way you want to see your photo. In New England, I’m in some larger “Instagram” –