My Bison – Perfect Picture Book Friday

Occasionally, I read a picture book that makes me wonder how so few words can contain such depth. The answer is often a pesky critter that taps at a dark window, only to disappear when I turn to look. One thing I've noticed is that these kinds of picture books usually come from an author … Continue reading My Bison – Perfect Picture Book Friday

Self Portrait Without Artifacts

Someone is warming her jewelry: the jade pendant from China, the Southern Cross circumscribed by an African continent dangling on a slender gold necklace I gave her when I returned so many years ago. And her wedding ring set with her own and Aunt Tet’s diamonds, plus the 3-point diamond chips for every five of … Continue reading Self Portrait Without Artifacts