The Last Rose of Summer ponders on a change of season and those things that touch us closely:
The Last Rose of Summer ponders on a change of season and those things that touch us closely:
Each time I eat bread I am reminded of the earth, seeds, sun, and water. The generosity of sharing bread,...
In some traditions, a crown made from aspen leaves gives its wearer the power to visit and return safely from...
I look up at the night sky on my shortest day... https://publicart.world/my-shortest-day.html
As the bitter winds of Arctic winter bite, enjoy a new landscape painting: https://publicart.world/the-cold-of-winter-falls.html
Enjoy a new poem, music, and art 'Between The Sheets Of Sleep' Awake at 100 Artworks. Awake: the state of...
Two children look one another in the eye and make peace after a disagreement: https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/following-our-disagreement