I felt a little sorry for him. But then…

It was an ordinary Tuesday morning a few springs ago. I was doing ordinary Tuesday morning things until I walked out of the garage and stopped short.. “Wow! Look at that!”

My very first post, where I explain what Glimsen is and why I started it…

Winter. It’s cold. The landscape is filled with faded browns and grays…

In case you’re looking for something new to do…

In case you’re looking for something new to do…

Your responses!

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he repeated my question…

They said, “Come see us.” So we did…

tucked away—a gift of creativity and fun

“Pain passes but beauty remains.” Renoir

if you feel helpless…

Winter. It’s cold. The landscape is filled with faded browns and grays…

I felt a little sorry for him. But then…

Food for thought at Thanksgiving…

my first and best coach

urban beauty

“You have a problem,” he said…

My flip flops slapped my dirty feet as I followed my mother through the fabric store. A frequent stop in my little girl years, the fabric store gave me mixed feelings. I would rather be home riding my Big Wheel, of course…

And now for something a little different…