Free from the dyes

Free from the dyes

  Sundance Trilogy, this batik is finally completed, out of the dye and hanging to dry, free in the wind.   Nothing dyed here, except the batik. Here is a large pail filled with a deep red dye, which was the final dye bath for Sundance Trilogy.  ...
Start Up

Start Up

So I wrote out the request. “Please cash in my teacher’s retirement account”.  I had worked as a traveling art teacher for about five years and took a leave of absence to work on my art. But I never went back. I loved creating my art and was managing...

The Hippocampus

He is sitting beside me on our trip to the Memory Center in Bennington, Vermont. My husband Dick had a diagnosis of early Alzheimer’s last fall. I knew it was coming as he would ask the same questions again and again, become anxious especially at night and go...

Water From Ice

As I pounded through the thick ice on top of Steppin’s ( (My old best cow that we have to this day) round water tub in the minus 20 degree weather last weekend, I could not help but think back to our first winter on our farm. Today I chipped through much of the...
A different path

A different path

It is said you have to love farming to keep doing it and we did. It was not a job but a way of life, a ritual repeated day in day out with exciting and unexpected events both good and bad. We loved the animals and loved the land. Dick had grown up near Boston and I in...