Nature had finally shed its woolen gray overcoat.  Redbuds were blushing in the cast of a fuchsia glow while Magnolias burst forth tufts of cotton candy blooms.  Spring bulbs imparted pops of color in a landscape that had languished too long in the…

The landscape’s golden aura is beginning to deepen and caramelize into blazing oranges, fiery scarlets and smoky purples.  Autumn is not solely a feast for our eyes but engages all the senses.  From the distinct smell of newly fallen leaves moistened…

The weathered stone was cool and smooth, flocked here and there with moss, its jagged edges softened by the elements and constant patter of traffic.  Flanked on each side, the perennials began to crowd the path, decked in seasonal splendor…

The satiny gray sheet of Winter, once unfurled and perfectly draped, has begun to wrinkle and bunch as Spring tugs at its corners, releasing its drab cover.  Soon it will be folded and shelved until next year.  Spring is most…

Last night was a gift.  It was the perfect summer night when the air is delicate and nimble.  It was quiet, but not still.  Easy and blithe.  The humidity was low, almost unperceivable, and as the setting sun faded behind the…

I always thought of myself as a “big picture” kind of gal.  Before I can truly understand or appreciate something, it’s very important that I am able to visualize and conceptualize the whole.  Well, I thought wrong.  Sort of.  When it…