1. SPRUCED UP 2. LIVELY LEMON LEAF    3. HONEYSUCKLE HANGOVER 4.  STRAWBERRY PEEKABOO 5.  FERN FOREST ...

I. In a different time a long ago life where bare feet tiptoed through wild forests soft and soundless against carpets of ageless moss w...

I wanted to find a poem about apple picking to go with these pictures, but Robert Frost seemed too heavy, and besides,  nobody picks ...

The after-dinner dishes looked so pretty with the late sun filtering though the window that I felt compelled to take a picture instead of...

Tonight Loren and I though we'd spotted a hummingbird in our lilacs from out the kitchen window.  It was moving like a hummingbird, an...

8 inches of new snow... tomato sprouts gazing rather forlornly out the window... and I just finally unpacked a box labeled ...

i is in yor pikcher, ruinin yor luv moment.

I've been sorely neglecting the blog lately, but can you blame me with this kind of adorability (can that be a word? It should in this...

We met some of our new neighbors yesterday.  They were so kind to stop by unannounced and do a little impromptu trimming of the raspberry...

It was a perfect morning for a "hike" at the top of Anvil Mountain with our friends Zoe, Jasper, Elise & Huckleberry.  I...

This week my friend Bridgett volunteered to let me take pictures of her almost two-week-old son Timber.  I have been wanting to try and ph...

The arctic has sunsets to take your breath away, but catch them quickly,  because in the blinking of an eye they are gone.   a straggling be...

Its been a fun week.  My little brother Gabe is visiting Nome. Okay, so he's not really that little, but he is visiting Nome for real, ...