To The End, Nature Remains

A Young Woman's Dream
A Young Woman's Dream
As a child traveling through the country, I became fascinated with the landscape and the people who once lived in the homesteads seen from the highway. Exploring the countryside, I discovered farmhouse floorboards rotted away and families long gone but wildflowers flourishing.


amongst unending marvels
amongst unending marvels


The flowers featured here represent those that thrive at the site of my grandparentís four-room farmhouse where they lived for over 50 years and raised seven children.


Of The Sadness
Of The Sadness


I portray wildflowers because these are the flowers that created the bouquets Grandpa gave Grandma and brightened their hard scrabbled days. My grandparents are now gone as is their farmhouse, but the wildflowers remain as our inheritance.


On A Hot West Texas Day
On A Hot West Texas Day


Like a Shadow in the Meadow
Like a Shadow in the Meadow