The Threshold

The Threshold

She’d been dwelling in the frozen, snowy lands of winter for long ages. Had spent her days wandering through dark forests of longing and despair, alone but for the companionship of her chosen few. Each had appeared, one by one, in response to the quiet whispers...
At Rest

At Rest

This piece, titled “At Rest” was inspired by a beautiful photograph of a gorgeous girl who came into our lives for a time while she was a high school exchange student from Germany visiting our little town in North Idaho. Nika gave me the go-ahead when I...
The Dark Tree

The Dark Tree

Deeply rooted, and well-versed in Time’s Ravages; the Dark Tree grows only from the shattered last hope and answers the soul’s cry for help. It silently offers itself as the last resort and speaks gently of comfort and shelter. It whispers warm welcomes to...
Northern Lights

Northern Lights

I remember seeing the dancing northern lights fairly often as a child growing up in North Dakota, but viewing them as an adult in Idaho hasn’t happened as frequently.  The times when we stood outside in the back yard to view the Idaho version of the auroras...
Curios ~ On Being A Collector of Amazements

Curios ~ On Being A Collector of Amazements

I fancy myself a collector of amazements. I am forever unearthing interesting objects to take home, or, at least photographing my non-portable finds. As you might expect, after several decades of adulthood, I’ve acquired an abundance of things! I have...