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Shed

I have a love for the beauty of antlers. Each is unique. Every antler-bearing animal having its own design. To find a shed antler is a gift. A treasure to stumble upon. I think about the moment tha...

Garden

My garden is ever evolving. But I believe that’s the nature of gardens. Honestly, my idea of gardening evolves too.I love to begin a day here and end a day here. It enlivens me to start my day and ...

Changes

This barn has been the perfect place for my gallery over the past thirteen years. With all its quirks, it’s been perfect. But sometimes change comes when you least expect it. And often those are th...

Creativity

I can’t imagine life without creativity. It’s like food that nourishes, fuel that ignites, water that refreshes. For me, creativity is communion with God. The Creator of creativity. Creative acts c...

Ending Well

I want to end well. This has been a prayer of mine for years. My days are numbered. I just don’t know the number. But when that number comes up I want those around me to see that my faith was real....

Begin

Where to begin. A daunting thought.  Whether it be a painting, a writing or a new year. The first pass of paint. The first word. The first step. How I begin influences where I go. How I begin influ...

Joy - a prayer

When the sales clerk is irritable and far from showing love, may we find joy in knowing Jesus came for us all. When the stress of the season seems more of a burden than pleasure, may we find joy in...

Smitten

That feeling when something far exceeds anything one could ever hope or imagine. More beautiful. More perfect. A gift. That gift, for me, came recently in the form of a baby girl. My first grandchi...

Takeaways

My Dad died when I was 26. I have already lived more days than him. There were many questions still to be asked. So much I wanted to learn. He was smart. But it was quiet and unassuming, so I took ...

Contentment. Regret. 

Contentment. Regret.  Can they coexist? I believe they must. I have often heard someone say, “I have no regrets”. I can’t imagine.  Contentment, for me, is being at peace with.  Regret, not so much...