Every year, like clockwork, I end up battling beetles.  They are the literal scourge of my weeping pussy willow and cherry trees as well as my beautiful roses.  I tend to blame the former occupants of our home...

Week 18 of Journal 52 asked us to be inspired by purple in honor of Prince.  It’s not that I didn’t really like Prince or think that he didn’t deserve honors, but I felt awkward about it and...

Each year, Corning, NY plays host to its own street festival in honor of its prime commodity:  glass.  This year marks the fifth iteration of GlassFest and while I haven’t attended in a couple of years...

I’ve sketched off an on over the past few weeks, but I’ve neglected to post my progress in the perspective course I’m taking on Craftsy.  The second assignment in this course is to complete a...

My father recently took a course at the local cooperative extension on Chinese Medicinal Herb Production in the United States.  In this talk, he learned about the different herbs that could be grown for sale...

This is the second part of a two-part series on our Hudson Valley Overnight, so head back and start at Part 1, we’ll be here when you’re ready! The Dover Stone Church Back on the road, we arrived...

The procrastination is over, for the moment, and I have finally created another piece for the NAJ.  This weeks entry is Shub -Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young.  How’s that for...

Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...