Santa Elena Canyon, Big Bend, Texas


Vogue Goes to Versailles, MMH Adds Oysters

Vogue Goes to Versailles, MMH Adds Oysters

Too Many Flowers, Too Little Time

Too Many Flowers, Too Little Time

Giverny Sans Tourists

On Top Of the Hill,Sacre Coeur

On Top Of the Hill,
Sacre Coeur

Père Lachaise Reverie

Guerlain Meets Sainte-Chapelle

Women and the Best Figs Ever

Women and the Best Figs Ever

Dreaming of Versailles at My Kitchen Table

Dreaming of Versailles at My Kitchen Table

History RepeatsHistory Repeats

Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise

November 29, 2007


We were on the Oregon coast for just two nights. Three times we stood on the beach watching the western sky. Reflections of the first dawn were luminous on both sky and water, the palest of peach, the softest of grays. Waves were froth of endless tulle. Words do not compare with the seeing.


Late in the day we walked to the beach again and never have I seen such a sharp line of crimson etched at the horizon in those minutes just before dark. The sun set at the far end of the beach; the red line spanned the whole horizon. The tide was out, leaving a beach with scattered stones. There was no froth of tulle dancing in apricot light.


A second morning walk on the beach offered only the briefest moment of blue with a wash of pink. Then the sky turned gray and morning light came without shine or color.

Doris Villarreal Ramos

September 24, 2007

Doris arrived just before sunset, just in time for me to take a few photos in that soft golden late afternoon light as she wore one after another of the extravagant new pieces that I am crocheting with hand spun, hand dyed yarns.

I had not forgotten how easy Doris is to photograph and how she can make the work her own. In photographs, this down-to-earth talented young woman often resembles an exotic from an imaginary land. Doris has been busy this year, newly married, working for an architectural firm and making preparations for her architectural license. We shared a leisurely catch up visit and big bowls of beans a la charra that were simmering on the stove.