Now that I’m a mother of twenty/thirty-somethings I find it refreshing to go through their early photo albums; when they were…
memories
Remembering the Dead…
I was reading a beautiful poem by John O’Donohue, At the End of the Day, where he asks twenty-two questions,…
The Wonder and Awe of Life…
The independent life is difficult, it can dull the promise of one’s youth and disenchant the most optimistic of young…
Arranging Flowers…
The day before the big party Daughts and I spread some mason jars on the tail-gate of my truck, to…
I Feel I’ve Been Here Before…
Last year I had three weeks to plan Daughts’ wedding. A small affair, immediate family only, with the promise of…
Happy Birthday Twinks…
Happy Birthday Twinks! I never thought I’d get to the day when I had to do a quick rekkie to…
Re-entering my Childhood…
I went to downtown Dallas to enjoy fine art with a couple of friends. We started at The Trammel and…
Birthday Wishes and R.I.P…
And so another year passes and I am at a point where I catch myself thinking, “This has been too…
Children Playing…
My childhood home in London backed onto the playing fields of the school I attended until I was eleven. Even…
Sometimes the Grass is Not Greener…
I love photographing the cows in our surrounding fields. I am reminded of walks taken with my paternal grandmother in…