Color Tours Near Petoskey
A personal return to Northern Michigan’s autumn colors, with scenic drives and time to stop along the way.
Read this postThe growing collection
Field Notes, daily thoughts, and places worth going. Gathered here so you can return to something that stayed with you.
A personal return to Northern Michigan’s autumn colors, with scenic drives and time to stop along the way.
Read this postTwo stages of a new hummingbird watercolor, from the first washes to a little more color and character.
Read this postNo praise. No gratitude. No feeling that we had saved someone. Just another person whose day became a little softer. Would we still help? Can we let kindness be enough, without needing it to make us feel like more?
Read this postA new penguin watercolor is taking shape on the work table.
Read this postsome carried a weight, we learned early on how to question, then wait.
Read this postlike winter roads, with miles and miles to bear. They test the heart, they bend the back, they ask if we still care.
Read this postLo siento.”
Read this postThe Four Curious Bears is complete, while Frog with a Scarf is taking shape as part of the Lesa Collection.
Read this posteven as they smile. They may hide a troubled heart, trying to walk that final mile.
Read this postIt's today, laughed Baby Bear.
Read this postThree Bears in progress.
Read this post“Buy supper and blankets and somewhere for bed.” “Yes,” answered Mommy Bear, “and all that is true. But money can wait as our days slip from view.”
Read this postand the birds begin their dance. This reminds us today will be different, and tomorrow will be another chance.”
Read this postare the easiest things to miss. A warm cup of coffee. Clean clothes. Someone who loves you, and is very glad that you are you. They may seem like ordinary things. But perhaps ordinary things are simply little miracles we have forgotten to notice.”
Read this postset aside a moment for listening. Listening to the cicadas.”
Read this postA first field note about making room for paintings, poems, memories, and thoughts that are still becoming.
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