Even Outside The Box… Is Box!
Last weekend a family friend, I’ll call her Robyn, was over for dinner with her two young boys. While the …
Last weekend a family friend, I’ll call her Robyn, was over for dinner with her two young boys. While the …
For some time now the idea of writing a blog post on Love has been simmering in the old bean. …
“Daddy, I’m puking!” Ah, the sweet open innocence of youth! But is this a harbinger of things to come? For …
Saturday afternoon and I am strolling along Ninth Avenue. The sun is high and the air is unseasonably warm. People …
Actually, I can poke fun at the above painting because I did it. It’s hanging in our kitchen. The Gallery …
It is Sunday and I have a few hours to spare. I am dropped downtown with my camera in hand …
My neighbor Rick was born and raised on a farm. He lived and worked the land into his forties, when …