Monday, March 10, 2008



THE ART OF WAITING

Again... time weighs heavy...creating images from my some disturbing place within.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

A LONG TIME AGO

A long time ago when I was a little girl I thought that my Dad shot Bambi. Of course, I learned better as I got older. Venison and mutton were the only kinds of meat I knew when growing up. We had a milk cow, grew a big garden and baked from scratch. A trip to the store would be for staples like flour and sugar. My how times have changed. Isn't my daddy handsome though?!