Hewey strumming old Sally

Hewey brought out the old guitar Saturday nights, when the crickets sparked into song and the kids curled up in … More

Portrait of Meg, Cindy, and Teddy

In another world, they called them young ladies. Here they’re called rascals.

She moved with fabric-free blue gentility, this noble soul — and her eyes reflected mine.

I loved the way the sun played at her neck and face. We didn’t speak the same language, but we … More

A reflective soul, Shelley listened gently as my pastel brushed against paper.

“Let us not take ourselves too seriously. No one has a monopoly on wisdom.” — Queen Elizabeth II, the Queen … More