Winter dreaming

It’s seven AM. The woodstove has been started and is crackling. Warmth is spreading through the room.The sun has reached the tops of the mountains in the west,(the Adirondacks) and has turned them pink. Gradually the pink highlights spread to more peaks and then...

Catch up

Well lately it feels like I am just doing catch up work on the batik pieces that have been in progress around the studio. I have done some dying on the warmer February days. And waxing on some of the colder days. Of course, I appreciate that we didn’t get all of...