In the early part of the 20th Century the American Chestnut was considered the most valuable tree species east of the Mississippi River, esteemed for both the timber and the…
The light this time of year is fantastic! And, yes, I know I probably say that at others times of the year too. The early morning light comes in soft…
A good friend told me yesterday she had immediately deleted my last post. I understand and am in no way offended. I find myself all too often—with blood-pressure spiking—giving into…
This is not who we are. It was not then and is not now. Please call the President (202-456-1111) and tell him this must stop now.
After a long winter: sun, rain, warm days, countless shades of green.
My apologies for having been away for so long. Perhaps traveling with me among these magnificent single Peonies, some with a slight pink blush and others pale yellow, will bring…
In Vermont we enjoy talking about the weather because there is usually a lot of it and, honestly, sometimes not a great deal else to talk about. Spring has been…
I’m so fortunate to live in Vermont and, yet, be able to travel and, even more fortunate, whether here or elsewhere, to have an amazing partner to share life with.…
I love winter for being able to see the “bones” of trees—their branches and shapes. Trees similar to the two old fencerow Sugar Maples shown above, one clearly much…
The new show, “What Did the Rock Say?,” opened last week at the Emile A. Gruppe Gallery in Jericho, VT. My friend and fellow artist, Dianne Shullenberger, and I mounted it…
