Grandma’s Garden
About 18 years ago…
I heard a soft whisper say…
“You will be writing your Grandma’s eulogy.”
Seeds that Soar
Never let it be said that to dream is a waste of one’s time…
The Cardinal
Almost a year ago…
our best friends lost their sweet son …
Peace Be Still
Can you remember who you were
before the world told you who to be?
Fall Harvest
Fall crops…
the season
that always brings me back
to my roots…
The Foyer
Check out the pieces located at The Foyer…
Coral Seas & Tie Dye Skies
the skies have been overcome with torrential grays and blues…
His Heart
His Heart
holds months of painted prayers within. Usually a message for the artwork comes during the process of painting.
However, this one was different….
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