by Melissa | Feb 12, 2022 | Art Journal
Rosalyn really enjoyed encouraging others. Some days, she’d send pretty notes filled with Scripture cards, tea bags and handmade paper glitter to her friends across the states. Other days she’d create pretty banners to hang up on doorways in the home. And...
by Melissa | Feb 12, 2022 | Art Journal
Perhaps it really didn’t matter. Gigi picked up her dolls and scurried down the hallway. Using her elbow she pressed the large wooden door open and looked inside. Yes. It was perfect. Soft winter light caressed the quiet interior like invisible feathers of white...
by Melissa | Feb 12, 2022 | Art Journal
Again. Wistfully placing a few books back onto a shelf, Annie sighed. Oh, it wasn’t that she was upset. Not really, anyway. It’s just that …well, it was like a sore finger that kept getting paper cuts. She had several such annoying slices lined up on...
by Melissa | Feb 5, 2022 | Art Journal
Dust. Or was it dirt? I couldn’t tell. Brushing a finger across the wooden surface I inspected the granules for myself. No, it was probably dust. Though dirt wouldn’t have surprised me. Ever since arriving in this inspiring landscape I had noticed the...
by Melissa | Dec 25, 2021 | Art Journal
I think I’ll always remember it. The winter of 1940 was not particularly hope-filled for many homes. The knowledge of faraway bombings felt like faint echoes of encroaching pain. War was just like its name. An indication of feisty combat, a sign of disunity, a...
by Melissa | Nov 20, 2021 | Art Journal
Dottie pulled one index finger slowly down the pane. Autumn frosts had glittered into existence and this morning’s sunlight turned every glint into a transient diamond. She smiled and watched the coolness melt against the heat of her hand. Murky grays melded into...
