Luck of the Irish
Toward evening on March 17, Dear Me showed up in the garden room studio and reminded me that it was St. Patrick’s Day, and that, while she sported a green hair bow
Toward evening on March 17, Dear Me showed up in the garden room studio and reminded me that it was St. Patrick’s Day, and that, while she sported a green hair bow
As long time readers know, I visit Arizona a lot – especially the Tucson area. I have friends there, and I attend the Tucson Gem & Mineral Show every February to find special components for the jewelry I create.
Oh my goodness. Such a lot has been going on that I had to take a vacation break for a week, and now I’m back in the saddle. I am so very glad to announce my newest endeavor – the… Continue Reading
Been working hard lately and needed a treat – a getaway. But no time for an actual trip, so I spent the morning at a place that provides a feast for every one of the senses – and wallowed in it… Continue Reading
Since it is a holiday week-end and all, I thought I would invite you all over for a little garden party.
This card was sent to me by one of my gallery artists, and it is just the best thing I have ever seen. NOTHING could express how this whole thing feels as well as this picture does. The inside says “…but you… Continue Reading
I often set out on a trip with the good intentions of keeping up with my posts, and this time I was doing especially well – got all the iPad journal pages done for the second day and evening of… Continue Reading
Once upon a time . . .
The following is a page from one of the lessons in my new workshop. It’s something I teach in my retreats and students often say it’s worth the whole price of the retreat. I think this is the most important thing… Continue Reading
Here we are again at that imaginary start-over place, and thinking about the same old thing . . . What to do about the clutter inside and out.