A Butterfly Moment

Mourning Cloak on Felled Birch “The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” ~Rabindranath Tagore I looked through my records, and it doesn’t appear that I have ever posted this painting so I thought I would this morning. Some years ago we had a remarkably warm December and I went out to

Visitor at the Garden Gate

Visitor at the Garden Gate I was so charmed by this little guy when he came and perched right outside my window that I had to grab a pen and sketch him for a painting. A bird in a garden perfectly captures for me what we humans can achieve, if we reach for it. A

Blue Camassia in the Garden

Blue Camassia There is a sort of dreamy quality that emerged when I was working on this painting that I quite like. I’ve been wanting to infuse my work with excitement and, for me, this is what that looks like. When I started my garden I was under the impression that both of these plants

Butterflies in the Studio

Bark Basking Butterfly   It will be a few weeks before the earliest of our butterflies here will be flying, so here is a little preview of summer. This is a second version of the red-spotted purple I painted last summer. I hope this summer I can capture an image of this beauty’s underwing, with

Volo Vista repost

With apologies to all who already saw this, I am reposting this post because it didn’t appear for everyone. As you approach the Volo Bog, you first come to a rise and get this view, looking out over the low area that holds the bog, and the low ridges beyond. I’m going to guess the