Garden Dreams

Winter has only just begun, and I'm already missing my garden!

Visions of Sugarplums

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas.....Happy Holiday Season! May you discover that innerchild in you that dreams of sugarplums and feels the magic of the season.

Listen!

Can you hear it? The approach of winter riding in on the coat tails of autumn. Slowly, teasingly, it sneaks forth on silent wisps. Fooling the senses, hidden within the south wind and the smell of well thawed earth. It is coming. Soon, too soon, it will freeze the ground solid. Deathlike, the trees will stand as silent sentinels to the sky. Harsh, cold and unfeeling…..yet deep within the core of each thing, the renewal of life glimmers. Hold tight, keep safe. It’s just a fleeting moment, that’s all. A fleeting moment with a stark beauty all it’s own. Listen……………..WINTER.


I posted this a couple of years ago. I couldn't think of a better way to say it, but I had this wonderful idea for a painting.

The Lighting of the Tree

Snow Angel

December is the month when I think of faeries and fantasy and delicate ice tracings....I have never been able to properly put any of that in a poem, so for this month I will do images of that secret world where my imagination lives.

The Ice Queen