We saw this on the back of a vehicle in front of us at a red light recently.


An interesting and truthfully funny iteration of the generic “Baby on Board!”
We saw this on the back of a vehicle in front of us at a red light recently.


An interesting and truthfully funny iteration of the generic “Baby on Board!”
Robert’s incredible pizza on his brand new 13-inch pizza stone.







Sorry, Papa John’s. I have a new Papa.

My pizza maker.


I have always had a love affair with doors, especially eccentric doors.

Doors beckon, or deny.
Here’s one I saw today on a walk with Robert in our Historic District Savannah. It had a storied past, don’t you think?








Here’s to Doors!
1. Gold Bond Powder.

(Okay, give me a break, I’m 70.)
2. The last glimpses of summer.


A few lone gorgeous azalea blossoms. In September!

3. Pride.

HR and I are heading to Atlanta Pride next weekend. Of course, I’ll give you a report. Did you even need to ask?
4. Fall.

5. Thankfully, Savannah avoiding the brunt of Ian’s wrath.

But now we have our preparedness kit for this year’s hurricane season.
I hope you are prepared for a safe and joyful weekend ahead.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Breakfast this morning. Bagels with peanut butter dip.

I call him Bart (“Bagels + Heart” or maybe “Bagels + Art”).
Bart is quite the actor. Here he is as Phantom of the Opera.



Halloween’s a’coming.

Savannah today …

Seriously?!

HR (“Husband Robert” for the uninitiated) and I were meandering around the Baltimore Museum of Art and stumbled outside to find … her.

Fruit: Bronze Statue by Emile-Antoine Bourdelle
Robert is most often bolder than me. “Hello, ma’am. May I have some of your fruit?”

“ I guess so. Because of your red pants.”

“Many, many thanks, ma’am.”

“You’re a cutie. Look behind.”

Generosity.