She felt like the weeping willows that sighed in the background of her mind. 

I miss manual typewriters.

Beautiful day, beautiful art... putting thoughts down for posterity. Visitors ask me for directions because I'm sitting in this booth typing on an antique typewriter... life is good. 

Art is poetic and magical walking along and seeing a different version of life.

It'sabeautifulfusionofartandlivingthings.

Some have leaves, some scales, and wings.

The art comes alive and real in this place.

What a vision from Seward he saw for this space

Thank you for following your dream.

And thank you volunteers and employees, I scream'

A beautiful place to come with my beautiful mother and my beautiful daughter.

When you do things with integrity, you can't lose

I have seen the sky become her. What has happened to the heavens in her eyes? The trimming of her dress makes the stars fall harder.

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. 

When you do things with integrity, you can't lose. 

My candle burns so brightly it will not last the night but oh my friends and oh my foes it gives off such a light. 

"One day I will find the right words and they will be simple." ~Jack Kerouac

The flowers grow weary of the sun. The trees grow weary of the flowers. The sun shines nonetheless. 

A writer's muse isn't easily found. It is often found surreptitiously.

The world is an amazing place and Israel is the center of it all. 

My uncle brought me today to show me one of his favorite spots. I am an art history student and this was a wonderful, surreal experience. I loved every moment.

Though she be but little, she is fierce.

~William Shakespeare

Perhaps we are all on earth for a reason or just because... we need to get to the end of the line. Love.

How can we possibly capture the beauty of a summer day with a mere pittance of words strung together like the clouds blazing above our empty, downy heads?

This too shall pass. When in doubt, eat chocolate and ice cream. Preferably both.