
a prayer for blessings

held in the sweet arms of home

calling out the names

I am moved by those who stand witness in the face of dark events and deeds. The phrase, “broken hearted defiance” is often in my mind.

My studio doesn’t have heat yet. I’m using space heaters, but can still see my breath while I work!

a basket of smoke.
I wonder how many times I’ll have to correct the date from 2014 before I finally get the hang of this new year?

domestic dispute; sad consequences
Kate Greenough's daily drawings