regal moth, found dying in the grass out back... such a tender gift i feel like all i'm doing here at Ornamental these days is sending you little bits and snippets of fly-by days, moments that a...
dusk in pine level, alabama after dinner at red's little schoolhouse out in the country dinner was fried chicken livers, fried cornbread, cooked cabbage, black eyed peas splashed with hot pepper...
mother's day, 1989, seagrove beach, florida - roy on the left, robin with his plastic alligator in the middle - we were looking down a crab hole where a crab had pulled a stick out of view i...
bed half-made up this rainy morningsometimes i think i feel things just too damned much. one emotion will settle in like an unwanted guest and take up residence for a couple of days, or weeks; and wh...
walter turned three years old yesterday, and i'm reminded again of how quickly the days and the weeks and months and years pass us by. it was on walter's second birthday last year when i sa...
finally! i've finished what i'm calling the "prologue pearls" line, spent all day yesterday photographing and editing, til well past dinnertime into dusk, as you can see above. i ...
slowwwwly, slowly, SLOWLY i am trying to list things in my etsy shop (next to impossible right now, the connection keeps going) and trying to share with you here a couple of photos of the work. does ...
it has rained so much, so much this week. yesterday was one long series of thunderstorms that brewed and toiled and spilled over the mountains one after the other, rumbling and tumbling and cropping ...
i don't know why i'm always surprised by the way a little light can change one's perspective on so many, many things. i snapped this photograph of my studio table and chair one morning...
this is a wonderful old building a few blocks from roy's house in downtown wilmington - a movie was being filmed there the morning we drove past South of the Border, on the border of nc/sc - a d...
a few months ago, i finally - finally - finally dove into fiction written by "local" author ron rash. i've known of his work for ten years, had spotted and passed over short stories...
spring color has finally, finally arrived in my little etsy shop around the bend. go see, here. and i'm wishing you the loveliest that the weekend has to offer....xo
I meant to do my work today,But a brown bird sang in the apple tree, And a butterfly flitted across the field,And all the leaves were calling me.And the wind went sighing over the land,Tossing the ...
a tussy mussy for you, from the woods behind my house after what has turned out to be a surprisingly difficult two days, i discovered last night to my utter dismay that my email address had been ha...
card from my beloved uncle bob - family matters more and more and more as each day passes (the equivalent of an easter bonnet?) wishing each and every one of you the happiest of spring (and to my ...
good morning, says she through clenched teeth. typepad is giving me fits again (what else is new?! - so, for now, cut and paste from Word, and hope for the best) When I finally made it back home tow...
i love this exuberant photograph of mama, so much - taken very spontaneously with my phone, as she was planting her new herbs of the season. she hates having her picture taken, and the quickness o...
i'm still in montgomery, where spring has fully blossomed and days are as warm as may and june. trees are flushed out in green, azalea bushes are a riot of color, and it has been a pleasure to ...
it's my pleasure and honor today to tell you about a fellow i've never met in person, but with whom i've shared countless emails back and forth for the past few years. seth apter is a...
this is how i am feeling right now, all tangled and jumbled and in need of sorting out some loose end bits of my life. i never cease to be surprised at how busy my life remains to be, in spite of ...
xo
with gas prices being what they are, i've reluctantly had to cut back on the daily 15 minute drives over to the smoky mountain national park, where i walk along the river. this saddens me, fo...
every couple of years, when it gets to be this season of pining for the sweet smells of new growth and earthy moss and budding fruit trees in the spring, i walk over to my huge old antique armoire ...
a few weeks ago, i received an email from one of my regular readers - with some thought provoking questions that have led, ultimately, to this post. in the letter, she said "You don't ha...
my mind has been flying all over the map this morning and afternoon - i'm not sure why, am not sure what i can do to reel it in and bring back into a grounded place for the rest of this day. ...
on a blustery pre-spring day, i list a few notes on how to chase away the lingering winter blues: wander into the woods at the edge of the house and pick the daffodils that are struggling to bloo...
i wanted to give a little excited nod to my close friend lesley riley (who happens to also be my creative coach, bless her heart); her brand new creative vision, The Red Thread Retreat, has an up and...
things that i love: old. lace. iridescent stones. little birds. tender thoughts. anything untechnological. anything that is simple and quiet and pure. i will not let myself become angry whe...
baking in the oven, drying in the sun, words snipped from an ancient shakespeare tutorial, pieced back together on pieces of papery love xo
the moon was, once again (this amazes me every month), very full last night. full, and bright, and to this middle aged woman who is sleeping fitfully these nights, not so welcome when its light sp...
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