Croissants are my holy grail. So far, my attempts at the elusive flaky confection of air and butter are more non than oui. I keep trying. The last batch was … Continue reading Oui ou Non
From the Bay View Trail up a series of small switch backs. I took the photo a few years back and now it’s the tiniest painting I’ve ever tried. Still … Continue reading Emerald Bay
“Ooh girl, what are you reading?” Demands Tan Suave as he plops down beside Bodacious Barbie on the aft jumpseat. Before she can answer, he flips the cover up and … Continue reading Rules of Seduction
Lately, I’ve been thinking I should change my bio. We’ve sold that little cabin and maybe I’m not as curmudgeonly as I use to be. Hah, fat chance! Sometime after … Continue reading Attitude
“You tried to kill me.” Really, we’re doing this again? I set down a glass of cabernet and stare at my sister. Beamer is at her historical best. “I did not … Continue reading Crash Test Dummy
I won’t admit I’m watching Sky Arts Portrait Artist of the Year, or drinking Bailey’s and coffee, in the middle of the day, but I’m not shoveling either. I’m wondering … Continue reading Yay, Thanks!
Aw, no. When we sprung Roxy from the pound, and brought her to the cabin, her grateful nature kicked in. As we’d stock firewood, she’d carry logs before bounding into … Continue reading Snow Dog?
In progress. Oil on canvas.
You a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah, a Warm and Joyous Kwanzaa. I wish you health in the New Year. Hope instead of hate. Possibilities instead of desperation. We’re so … Continue reading I Wish
No way. Not everyone is meant to be a candy cane, and to some, scurrying around in tights is more torture than celebration. On an early date Rob took me … Continue reading Nope
Pastel on paper. That was my dog, Simon, and my little neighbor, Louie. They adored each other – except for the time Louie clipped the dog’s tail while rollerblading. Rob … Continue reading Louie
“Come along Boats,” say’s the new Warrant Officer in charge of our division, “it’s time to inspect the decks.” He gives me a sour look as the ship heaves to … Continue reading Riding the Wave
I’ve made far too many viking hats. Way, way too many. And each time I decide I’m finished, there’s a family I like but they have kids and pets, and … Continue reading Marauders