And The Day Light Goes to Bed

The gray, white, fluffy clouds hang low in the baby blue sky. The constant moon glows, and shines, high overhead. The trees bursting with buds incline this way and that, like a pregnant woman ready to give birth. The bunny rabbit scurries under the dark olive bush wagging its white cotton tail. The street light [...]

The Beauty of Imperfection

In my youth, I made this calligraphy, "Dust of Snow".  My mom guided me in the process. Her love for the poetry of Robert Frost naturally influenced my choice of words. Having saved the original, she handed it over to me later in life.  I cherish it for posterity. Beautiful in all its imperfection, it [...]