Andy worked out of town, off the grid last week. He came home to my gimpy thumb, a sick daughter and a very messy house. He grinned through his thick auburn beard, two kids clung …
Last weekend, we drove a few hours east to join friends on skis. It's always a haul getting on the road for our clan, so I'll withhold the predictable details. The thing is: …
The weather is affecting my mood. I believe this is natural, but something about me, in my nearly-36-year-old body, right now. I feel like my palms are on the moon, my heart beating with fahrenheit, …
We took off yesterday afternoon for our state capitol. Andy painted a new piece for a group exhibit that opened last night (at the same gallery - Turman Larison Contemporary - where he exhibited in …
As much as I tried to get our gifts made with peace and plenty of time, Andy and I landed in a flurry of glue, thread, paint and postage stamps on December 23 -- the …
