Portraits
This barn portrait is different than the one in the published column piece. A passing comment from a friend had me doubting it so I changed it. I still have a soft spot for this version....click here
I'm Goin' Walkin'
Walking...click here
From a Poem by the Late Robert Bly
It’s all right if we don’t know what the rooster Is saying in the middle of the night, nor why we feel So much satisfaction when a train goes by. Robert Bly
Baby It's Cold Outside/ I'm No Foreigner to Being Cold as Ice
Beside a frost rimmed window another piece hunted and pecked...click here
Another Year in the Books
Time keeps on slippin'...click here
What's In a Picture? 100 stories in 100 Yards...
From a place I once lived...click here
