
I have a favorite wildflower. It is Queen Anne’s Lace! I am delighted they have popped up in my bluebonnet field. I don’t need to play slot machines because I have a North TX prairie to visit.

I have a favorite wildflower. It is Queen Anne’s Lace! I am delighted they have popped up in my bluebonnet field. I don’t need to play slot machines because I have a North TX prairie to visit.

8″x10″ original oil on panel.
Ouchita Trail, Arkansas
A new day! A sunrise painting is my perfect reminder: today is a new day. New hope. Another try. Another day to celebrate ordinary moments. One little thing I celebrate in this painting, are all the juicy, wonderful strokes of paint!
💕 Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

7″x5″ pastel on sanded paper
This was another quick study, there was a brief rain, not at all gloomy. I loved how the grey and yellow worked together in the Sky.
Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;
Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed
Soberer-hued
Gold again.
All his leaves
Fall’n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough
Naked strength.

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
Plein air
My sweet husband is a runner, and he spends his runs scouting out fantastic painting spots for me. Today he made coffee in the dark, brought me to a spectacular beach, and even set up my easel.

10″x8″ pastel and wind on sanded paper
Plein air – Poipu, Kauai, Hawaii
Poʻipū literally, “crashing waves” in Hawaiian

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
Play this sound track: “Look mom, an eel!, a school of so many fish” Now roll the surf in the background. It was a beautiful morning.
Plein air – Kauai



10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper. Plein air
Salt Pond Beach – Kauai, Hawaii


10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper”The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.” -John Buchan