Life is Good

  When I walk in my house I see pictures, bought long ago, framed and hanging — de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore — that I've cher...

I am dreaming of a house just like this one but larger and opener to the trees, nighter than day and higher than noon, and you, visiting, kn...

Here's a quick guide from PBS for the most watched election races  -  https://www.pbs.org/newshour/politics/your-quick-guide-to-the-most...

 I have always been the worst person ever about unpacking suitcases after I've returned home from a trip. The only person I know who is ...

  Gifts from the sea Words and images from the heart and soul of The Low Country Time for a bit of a recap of my week in South Carolina. All...

 Home.  ❤ 776.2 miles (roundtrip) and 7 days later. I'm home. Someone once said, "there's no place like home." Dorothy, h...

  My last day at MarshSong began, as usual, with coffee on the porch with Moonpie. And a few of the local deer, which are all very petite. T...