Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some
common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Wednesday, June 23
Seeing these huge rocks piled up at the edge of the beach was like seeing a real-life Illustration of Time. It was amazing to think that each tiny grain of sand had perhaps once been at the heart of such a boulder.