color me a-blush. i am still giddy-toed that my girl jamie asked me to join her beautiful, new project, the ivy plum collection: epic women, married together in one spot, spouting out their dreams, and medleys of love in a circle of sisterhood sacred. the words are...
first there was alice, my beloved nikon…. she died a swift, nonsensical, parts & defectives death. poor alice. next was tamara. tamara my obstinate camera. she’s fickle and temperate, and likes to hide in unknown pockets, purses and the floor of my...
i’m not a big fan of miss valentine. i find her rather force-fed and contrived. yet last year i revised my feelings for this day of 1-800-flowers & chocolates boxed. i will, once again, fill my heart with love for those who year-long get my scorn, or whom...
