Tanglewood Threads

A gift lovely from Kathryn   because it reminds me of my childhood. It now gives shelter to my daily scratchings and all th...

 The river might not have frozen over this winter but the lakes did and still are. Every time I Look at this island just bursting w...

Thought if I doodled warming spiral energy some of that glorious sunshiny weather I've been hearing about might come this way a...

To remember yesterday's thick and fluffy snow which actually melted away throughout the day. Oh, but it snowed again overnight....

We woke to a new white clinging thickly to all the trees. Tree ghosts rise above the woods whenever I photograph through half...

The doormouse and I thought we would look back over February's scratchings before we got too entrenched in March. Boy how time fl...

A day trip up the valley. An artist date with Diane and Sharon buying delicious threads sharing the treat of a lunch out and show a...