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Pitter Patter
Just like that, I’ve finished my first book. Well, the living part of it anyway. Now I have to sit down and put it in… Read more.

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Driftless
Summer hops and skips along. In fact, the fall dances close yet the smoke in the sky warps the warmth. It’s been a while between… Read more.

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Sunny Nights
East of elsewhere and North a couple miles, red-winged blackbirds watch the wind and eye me with suspicion. Sparrows flit between signposts and low branches.… Read more.





Alphonse M. Mucha
I did not paint for kings, nor for galleries, but for my people. This journal is a continuation of that work — an offering to eyes that still hunger for beauty.
The Author
“Ornament is not excess, but remembrance of nature.”
— Alphonse Mucha

