Summer officially said goodbye a couple of days ago, but like the birds trailing behind this shrimp boat in a never-ending party, we...

“ There are souls in this world which have the gift of finding joy everywhere and leaving it behind them when they go. ” Frederick Wil...

Doors. They serve as entries and exits. Beginnings and endings. These old doors, along the Outer Banks of North Carolina, hav...

“Let us throw off every weight and run with endurance the race marked out for us.” Hebrews 12:1 We’ve all been running a lot this su...

“Leftovers” … that’s what the salesperson called them. The scraggly end-of-the season flowers left in a corner at the local gardening sto...

Thirsty Early each morning before the sun wakes up the elephant ears are still cradling little liquid jewels. They are nestled in the v...

Sweet Inspiration Layers. We’ve been creating, dreaming and thinking of layers lately. We’re working on a new collection of artwork...

The seven foot tall swamp flowers in our summer garden are bent over now. All the way to the ground. Along with the other flowers in th...

Thank-you. It’s a word straight from the language of the heart. When it’s expressed through the creativity of two young girls, it’s a...

Thrive … it’s such an encouraging word. It just makes you want to pull yourself up and reach for the stars again … like this little pass...

I have a collection of prized possessions in my garden … three ballast rocks from the Outer Banks. A few years ago, my Dad would regu...

Each morning in my summer garden a series of squash blossoms unfurl and show off their bright little faces. They are a fleeting show and by ...