A day's end note
Barrels dark and light mackerel and pickled herring sperm whale oil it’s so bright and a horn full of rum for this evening sincerely, the...
Still, but not my thoughts
Soft light by the window diffused by the dreary rain the silence of my stillness embraced by the vivid colors of my wandering mind...
Maclura Tinctoria
Dark, reds and yellow the steam rises along the meadow callous charcoaled hands upon the boiling water fustic transformation inside my...
Asa Knight Country store, Olive Oil deliveries and good cider!
I woke up Sunday morning and before I knew it I was in my trousers and vest butchering my attempt to make a square knot on my cravat. ...
One step closer to Interpreting!
Last day of basic training and costume fitting, so now all I need is to somehow clone Tom Kelleher's knowledge and experience and I...
Above and away from the Furrow
Future memories of the past written on a 1 cent sheet of paper by the dim light of the hearth 11 minutes of a different life I’m the...
Why can't I wear a Summer bonnet in January?
First eight hours of training and I'm not sure if I know the difference between a shift and a stay! But I'll eventually learn it all, or...
A new feature at Sturbridge Village!
It was a beautiful cool afternoon and the sun was painting the already painted scenery. Can I say that I just don’t get tired of the horse c
Stilts and Cider
In between the roads and meadows of a yesterday the sounds of a naked path lives in every step transformes me with images or clay and...
