cup – A Burd in Flight

Made of Love

I often have said this over the years, that I’m Made of Love. One so all-encompassing I couldn’t wish harm on anyone, it’s just not something that ever springs to mind. Like my son, I am empathy on two stuttering feet, absorbing the air around me and everything in it. I radiate love outward, patience,Continue reading “Made of Love”

Turning wood

I’ve been taken on as apprentice in a local woodshop, learning woodturning, shaping gorgeous bowls and cups and goblets from raw harvested wood. Even in the hot summer in an un-cooled garage shop in Texas this is quickly growing on me. I truly wish I didn’t have a full time job that kept me awayContinue reading “Turning wood”