The Aftermath

The Aftermath

She flew down, to the rubbled ground, haunted by loss her breath the only sound. She, painted in red for the blood that was shed to make a few rich, so many lives bled. In search of a seed to fill this great need of a new way on Earth one free from greedHer spear...
Art Blankets!!

Art Blankets!!

It’s getting cooler outside, a refreshing break after the long scorching heat of summer, and I have the perfect way to stay warm, cozy and inspired. I’ve teamed up with Art Blankets Online, makers of fine woven heirloom blankets featuring the art of...