This fall, I’m learning that leaving my garden a little wild—fallen leaves, dried stems, and all—is one of the kindest things I can do. The so-called “mess” is really a home for bees, butterflies, and birds.

“A whimsical illustrated journey through houses around the world—exploring the beauty of architecture, the meaning of home, and the personal stories behind every painted window.”

Little by Little, Look What I Drew Life can be unpredictable, with highs and lows that we may not always be prepared for. One moment,...

E Komo Mai- Welcome Six years ago my family and I were privileged to move to Hawaii. It was magical and wonderful and everything you...

I love to cook and bake. A few years ago I taught myself how to bake bread and lovely treats by watching the Great British Bake-Off. I...

My soul speaks in pictures and words, with pencils, paints and a camera. Everyday I feel a tug to create something. It might be a quick...

Long before I was a wife, mother to three children, soap maker, dog mom, and a teacher, I was an artist. I was a seven-year-old little...

(Originally posted on ChasingtheCloudsstudio.com) Summer 2021 Earlier this spring as I was going through things in the house to donate, I...