Sixteen robins.

That’s what I saw outside my bedroom window this morning. I think there were probably more, but the flock flew away before I could finish counting!  I then crawled back into bed to hopefully sleep off the bug that is making the rounds. I’m up finally, feeling much better, and my Fitbit says I slept…

Be like the Painted Bunting

When a male painted bunting feels threatened it sings out a loud, clear, beautiful song from its perch, all the while dazzling in a bold palette of red, blue, green and yellow. You can do this too. When facing darkness and fear, dare to show your bold colors and sing your beautiful song. Sing it into the void. Pierce…

Three reasons to smile

1. My three-year old calls ginger ale “gingerbread” soda. 2. I painted a bird. 3. A whopping 20,000 people have donated to Planned Parenthood in Mike Pence’s name. You may now carry on with your Thursday. 

No words, just art

Two days in a row now I’ve sat down in the morning with my coffee and an intention to write…and two days in a row I have decided to draw and paint instead. Either way, a very good way to start the day, and I am grateful for that! I am sure the words will return soon. I…

Poor mama cardinal.

I have a new friend. Meet Mister Cardinal: His lady friend (“lady friend” – I sound like my late grandmother!) likes to hang around too. But she is a little bit shy. I don’t see her as often. (The cardinal, that is. Although I suppose the same is true for my late grandmother!) Maybe mama…