It’s still Winter even if March has arrived. There is ice and wind and I’m tired of the cold but staying inside is getting so boring (pronounced BORE-ING!). So what […]

O Art. Art. Where for art thou art?

It’s still Winter even if March has arrived. There is ice and wind and I’m tired of the cold but staying inside is getting so boring (pronounced BORE-ING!). So what […]

by Sammie Audion The night was falling over the forest, gently hugging the pines like a coat as if they needed protection. Snowflakes softly kissed the trees, dressing up the […]

Winter Wonderland

by Sammie Audion The night was falling over the forest, gently hugging the pines like a coat as if they needed protection. Snowflakes softly kissed the trees, dressing up the […]

I recently rented a townhouse at the edge of a French village set in the early 1950s. Across a canal from my house is a country trail… White fences and […]

ManiStyle: Fun in the Saddle

I recently rented a townhouse at the edge of a French village set in the early 1950s. Across a canal from my house is a country trail… White fences and […]