Cold Sunrise January 2015

The snow was piling up in New England. Here in Stoney Creek we had echoes, flurries, and cold sunshine.

Magenta Hills

The mountains really are this color sometimes. When we first moved to Tennessee I used to call it the impossible colors.

Roan Mountain

I went to Southeast fiber educator conference . Dan picked me up and we had a picnic on roan mountain .

106 on the hill

This is the house across the street. We are moving here and I hope to turn the other one into a studio. The landlord really wanted us to move into this one because he wanted someone who would take care of it.

Bottom of The Hill — 2009

Barn at the bottom of the hill

I walk past this red barn at the bottom of the hill by my house.  My studio is past this, I turn a corner onto the road below, and walk back to just below my house at the bottom of the hill. Every time I walk from the house to the studio there are new […]