December Landscapes
Perhaps it is because I was raised on Andrew Wyeth’s paintings, with each brushstroke, use of color, and style drummed into me since birth, but…
Perhaps it is because I was raised on Andrew Wyeth’s paintings, with each brushstroke, use of color, and style drummed into me since birth, but…
It’s December. There’s a difference in the morning light in December. The mornings are now wintry pale with pastel pinks and blues. The Chesapeake Bay…
The Elen book is a love story to Scotland. The landscapes I viewed on my recent visit are now word paintings in the novel.
I am more spiritual than religious, but this time, I listened to friends and prayed to St. Anthony, finder of lost things.
Today, I lost my journal for The Elen Chronicles. I am in mourning. It was in my hands and in my backpack, but somehow, it…