The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful –
Emily Dickinson

The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful –
Emily Dickinson

Leaves dance down the street
Pumpkins are lit in gloaming
And first frost moves in.
Art Prescription: Halloween always seems to mark the change from fall to winter. Temperatures fall and our first frost is in the forecast.
Diva was not too excited about her costume!


The yellow light fades
The white sun of fall follows
Shadows grow taller.
Art Prescription: The changing season is subtle. It does stir within me that every season is oh so ever important.
Cat sketch;

My “feral” cats are spending more and more time “at home.”
They both let us pet them now.

Caught in spider’s web
The more you fight, you tangle
And then it’s supper.
Art Prescription: So many metaphors here…
Life in this pandemic era is a story to be written.

A gift box! peaches
The scent of home-made cobbler
My Nanny’s pie crust.
Art Prescription: My favorite yellow cat Matilda was a super good girl while her parents were on vacation.


The world is a bit overwhelming. This is a post of gratitude. My life is very blessed. I’m grateful for each day, my health, my friends and neighbors. My husband.
My animals…



In every room
I have strewn my clutter, dreams
Creativity.
Art Prescription: My husband is very patient with my creative adventures. I have a lovely studio behind our house, and I still manage to clutter, strew, and create in most every room in our house. My art, scraps, journals, books, fabric, the list goes on…can be found everywhere. I’m a neat person…or at least I used to be, before the muse took over my world. And it’s absolutely grand. Thanks honey!
Here is my sewing crew. We are putting together Art Prescription Kits!
