On a recent trip to the Washington coast, a stop was made at Ruby Beach. The plan was to look for driftwood and heart-shaped rocks. The driftwood was too large but there was plenty of rocks to choose from. The amazing thing that took place is seen in the photograph. My friend looked down and at our feet was a rain-drop on a rock that was in the shape of a perfect heart. Within seconds it evaporated and all we had was the recognition of a perfect miracle that was given at that single moment in time for just us. And for you skeptics, note that it is only "wet" where the heart is.

February tulips

Aren't tulips in February a wondrous luxury? Particularly when they open so exquisitely like these. They reminded me of some flirtatious satin petticoats that might be seen darting about in gypsy camps . Luscious!

Christmas 2010

This was the first year my family was not be at home for Christmas morning. Seeing an opportunity to justifiably scale back my usual "over the top" decorating extravaganza, I did something I have always wanted to do and that was to have a simple tree branch with silver balls. Thanks to a timely windstorm, I found some "roadsidea" in the form of a perfect branch, that even had an added element of chartruesy lichen. Silver balls, matte and shiny, hung from the branches with care and the finishing touch was 2 snowy white birds. Perfect!

It seems like a century since my last posting. So many reasons have come and gone as to why I have been unable to post. Primarily I can say that my camera took a dive and without photos to post, I felt like a ship without a rudder, bread without butter, pickles without ice cream, and a writer without a voice. So without further ado (what is an "ado?"), I am back.