Spirit of the Pines
She whispers in the trees and is heard softly in the breeze Connected to each living spirit, she cries when one has passed and celebrates the birth of another She […]
She whispers in the trees and is heard softly in the breeze Connected to each living spirit, she cries when one has passed and celebrates the birth of another She […]
Like many, I first had a crayon in my hand at the age of three. I first knew that something was a little different about my ability and passion for […]
For 27 years, I have tended this old railroad bridge. Deep in the basin of the Mississippi, the sandstone cliffs tower above me. On top of these cliffs, the city […]
It has been a while since I have written anything of meaning. And, yet, I have so much to say, so many things that swirl around inside of me. Visions, […]