I Make Good on My Promises
I finished the rose garden, but I plan on giving it a better name. My thought is it’s either a piece of genius, or a piece of fecal matter. My good friend assures me that it is neither, but she really likes it. So, here you go! A drawing of a rose garden that my…
I think I’m getting moldy.
Oregon, no doubt, is a beautiful state. I remember one day, arriving in Portland to visit my sister, only to be surprised at the sweet, perfumed air. I looked to see bounties of roses growing by the sidewalk. Only, I don’t know how I’d do in all that rain! I asked my sister how she…