Published November 11, 2015 Etched Branches Nearly halfway through November, it is a strange time of year here. Most traces of autumn have faded, but winter has not […]
Published November 14, 2016 Flower Sculpture When other flowers have faded, chrysanthemums in my garden bloom profusely in the fiery shades of autumn leaves, as they have been […]
Published April 4, 2017 The Persistence of Beauty My dad was 50 when I was born, and though he could have been my grandfather he never seemed old. My childhood […]