Tea for Me

Tea for MeThe Tea Party

I had a little tea party

this afternoon at three.

‘Twas very small,

three guests in all,

Just I, myself and me.

Myself ate up the sandwiches,

While I drank up the tea.

‘Twas also I who ate the pie,

And passed the cake to me.

Author: Jessica Nelson North


Cupid’s Gold

We take inspiration from where we can get it.

Cupid's Gold

16×20 Oil on Canvas


Then Cupid turned and shot his golden arrow at Apollo, piercing his arm. “Ha, though you think you are powerful, love is more powerful even than you,” Cupid said.
Apollo laughed again and walked into the forest, but suddenly he spotted Daphne. She was chasing a deer, and as she ran, her golden hair billowed around her slender neck. Her eyes shone brightly as stars and her form was as graceful as the deer she chased. Apollo fell instantly in love with her.



Last Bluebonnet Painting No. 2&3

What if… you make a vow never to paint an image again? Every time I paint a bluebonnet painting I vow no more. Then spring comes and I take photographs and get hooked again. I guess this makes me a compulsive liar, as I know the flowers weaken me every year. This is the behavior of an addict. Can people be addicted to flowers?  Yes, that’s what’s wrong. I need therapy.