Roses say romance… but does the romance outlast the rose? Once upon a time, eighteen years or so ago, a young man won his love’s heart with a rose every Friday. Oh, it wasn’t always a rose. Sometimes it was a dozen roses, sometimes a teddy bear. But always a gift, and always on Friday. [...]
Must we always do things we’ve always done just because we’ve always done them? I used to cook. And decorate the food. When Wes and I were first married, I learned to cook on a budget because money was definitely scarce, and much of what little we both made as teachers had to be saved [...]
I was recently asked, When is the art done? And I gave some silly response that had nothing to do with the question. Maybe if she’d asked, Is the art ever done? I might have answered like this: No. It’s never done. Not really. Not if the artist uses pigments to tell a story and [...]