When I was a kid, I used to love watching the resident raccoons wash their food. I thought they were the most fastidious critters I’d ever seen. Then one morning on my way past the trash bins on my way … Continue reading
Tag Archives: fish
In our not-too-long-ago past, there used to be little fishing villages where the guys go out every morning and come back with their boats laden with fishies. When they return at dusk on the rosy horizon, the women and chilluns … Continue reading
Today we had 101 degree heat. I melt at such high temps. My mind disappears into the deepest crack in the sea, and try as I might to sit up and work, my body refuses to function. Just about all … Continue reading
My newest scarf! It’s 26″ square, rich colors on a lovely pure silk charmeuse – I love it! A friend told me about how he’d gone fishing, and actually watched as the fish gathered around his hook and bait and, … Continue reading
I keep getting these kind of allegorical images in my dreams. They look like they ought to be part of some huge mural somewhere. I like that they have these lines of energy running through them – I’ve never painted … Continue reading