snow squeaks under my feet earth converses as I walk bearing witness to my life
Winter Haiku
sun breaks through clouds parted with hope connect to the Light
Ancestral Cheerleaders
So what do you do with all those old photographs? Our house visually supports our belief that family is important. Instead of being tucked away in an old photo album we use the large entranceway of our Edwardian house as a gallery of black and white photographs of our lineage. Everyday I look at one... Continue Reading →