Sandy Beach Girl

Being an Air Force pilot since the mid-40's, Dad knew his way around most planes. In the early late 50's he decided to fly us in thi...

Today, January 25, 2011, is a fitting day to finally wrap up my posts about our Paris on a Whim adventure, exactly six months...

I am determined that today will see the end of this project. Tomorrow is our last day and also the last day of le Tour de France. We don...

I am très nervous. The entire project has been a nail biter only but to prove to myself that I can deliver what is in my mind's eye, I a...

First thing upon arising we carefully gather up the drawings and head for the copy shop. When we get there we negotiate by gestures what w...

I. Am. Finished. It has taken almost all day but the last sketch for the book is done. I told Donny earlier that the line was holding me ...

Tuesday, packing day on our original schedule. Thankfully, I still get to draw, it would have been a frantic dash for the finish to be done ...

I have read about a new shop, Magic Smile, on My Little Paris and it sounds intriguing. The concept is a tooth whitening process that takes ...

Two more mismatched people could not be imagined. It was 1970, I was in my second year of teaching at Varina HS and assigned, for the seco...

Sunday brings me back to the drawing table and my never ending never project. The name came about when good friend Katelyn Rea was commentin...

A day off! I have been drawing almost steadily for four days straight . Time. For. A. Break. Even though I have not finished blocking in t...

I am very excited to have dreamed how to present the traditional Santaland scene in a new light. This part of the book was tentatively supp...

Back to our Paris on a Whim adventure. This turns out to be the longest working day yet. We venture out once. I decide that I need a hat t...

They really do look out for each other but there are times, many times by cousin Jake's reckoning, that it is not so apparent. This ...

Taking a break from writing about Paris adventures while Camp OBX is in session, I feel the need to add this one to the blog thread. Leavi...

It's Bastille Day or as the French call it 14 Juillet. We have been reminded about the official day of celebration by Don...

We sleep until we awaken, around midday sometime, maybe later. I do not remember and we don't care. We are not on anyone's clock but...

We've made it to Paris, finally! Donny has rented us a wonderful apartment at 12 rue Jean du Bellay on Ile St Louis. It is on the second...

I originally posted this story on Facebook but wanted to add it to my blog postings.  There are two parts. First is a small series of letter...

I had the wonderful opportunity to work with a delightful group of ladies this past week. I was invited to guide them in the process of crea...