There
dwells within each of us a songbird. Listen. He mourns the tragedies of life.
His notes proclaim our joys. His song paints a picture. His story begs for an
audience. Each time we release him onto canvas or paper, another hatches and
springs to life. Many of us recognized him from our youth and have learned to
handle him with tenderness, to allow him freedom, and to expect more to follow.
He is our passion…our first love…our life. Read more... See you in a twinkling, Brenda
