Last weekend at the antique market I was digging through a box, pulling out one piece of handmade linen after another. I love moments like this… a card board treasure chest and nobody around to watch me drool. One beautiful…

                   She left her mark gentle and strong as a sign of hope for others. Our smallest gestures can unfold grace and courage, leave them abundantly. Photo: An 18th century angel wing sits on…

The wooden letter "B" was probably part of advertisement sign. These Stone balls are for the garden, but I have them on our table. The top part of the table… is a bench seat from the ancient arena in Arles.…

Photo: of a french vintage candy box. My name is not Marie Antoinette. Thanks for thinking otherwise Ariane Cagle. I am flattered that Kristy thought I could be on the cover of Vogue, and a bit horrified that Charlotte said…

                   She had a secret… she had counted her eggs before they had hatched and she was not disappointed. As her sister sat there watching the chickens, she knew she wanted a secret too!…

             She had a secret. In the morning after her chores she quickly ran upstairs to clean up. She put on a crisp white blouse, laced a new ribbon in her bodice, and then she counted…