The Sunday Papers:

They're souvenirs, not stuff!

"Souvenir. Even the word is beautiful. It has that gentle, whispery sound of memory brushing by...."











We now conclude our broadcast day.

"Remember when you had to wait for the TV to warm up before you could watch it?....eccentric pining for the primitive electric hiss and sputter of a 1960s childhood."

Painting some Italian memories

Some recent watercolors painted for Molly Hashimoto's class. I used photos from our trip to Italy last year.  I have dozens: so many memories.

the quintessential Tuscany view

garden walkway

Practicing "greens" on market cucumbers