Spring. Planting time. Knees a little soggy from kneeling in the grass, I’ve been working in the garden. This morning, my husband and I took a long walk downtown to Annapolis City Dock and then threaded our way through our town’s historic neighborhoods admiring flowers, ferns, trees. We really do live in a beautiful place andContinue reading “How to Plant a Spring Garden When You Really Are Not a Gardener”
I guess it’s the battle fatigue, but the vibe of “we’re all in this together” is starting to fade.
Now with so many people unemployed – many of them artists and historians—we have the opportunity to create and fund works of art that will unite the country.
Our dog looks a little depressed to me, unable to interact with new humans and no longer able to sniff and say hello to her four-footed friends due to social distancing.