The bluebells are blooming in our studio garden.  They pushed their heads up through the dirt, moss, and pine straw last week and this morni...

Just beyond the last coreopsis still standing in our studio garden, a cloud of purple flowers floats above the flowerbeds closing up for w...

Bushels of roses spill all over our studio garden this time of year.    We plunge them into vases, pass bouquets on to those stopping ...

A poppy burst open this morning in our studio garden.  It's been said that one can actually hear the sound of a poppy opening...a sub...

  You have so much hidden inside of you. So much strength, courage, ability, gifts, love, joy and beauty to spill out in this big world.  ...

The "Jewels of Autumn" are here.  Pomegranates! Those round, plump, crown-topped orbs, that hold  glistening, shimme...

                                                         SUMMER When time rolls out like a long stretch of beach. Time  to col...

Our studio garden is bursting with new life.  Frilled bonnets of ferns are peeking out, pointed party hats of hostas pierce the soil and ...

                              Loving places.   Those simple, ordinary spots in a day that leave a deposit of love in your heart ...