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- Hope
- Who am I? I'm still discovering just who I am, I suppose. A. Powell Davis writes that "Life is just a chance to grow a soul."
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- Pueblo
- Sandpipers
- Red Boots and Sunflowers
- Spring at the West Gate
- The Love of Stitching
- The Pumpkin Patch
- Quaking Aspen
- Casa de los Meros
- A flower for you
- Stately: dignified and impressive; majestic, lofty
- Pottery
- Life is . . .
- Ancestors
- Tending the Geese
- The Rooster
- Peaceful Moments
- Nobody Loves Me
- All Lined Up
- Teddy Bear
- Grandson Number One
- The 5:00 A.M. Crew
- Our bucks came from trucks
- Sunny Day Laundry
- Granddaughter Number Three - Joy Continues!
- Indian artistry in woven rugs
- Flowers abound
- Cowboy in sunset and The Last Cowboy
- Butterfly Beauty
- Panda and Eucalyptus
- A boy's toys
- Roses
- Little Girl Blue
- New Mexico Chile
- Indian Woman - Shawl
- Butterfly
- A Very Simple Piece
- Poppy
- Single Rose
- Boy with black cat (unfinished)
- Mama's Little Helper
- Le Jazz Hot!
- Water Lily
- Wrenovation
- flood damaged photos - Granddaughter Number Two!
- Baby in Cradle
- Mother and Babe
- Wedding Day
- Kite flying
- Grandson Number Two! Joy!
- Grandchildren tug at the heartstrings
- Cutie on berry branch
- Giggly Girls with secrets
- I Married a Golfer
- Peasant Wedding
- Motherly love
- Sparkly Fish
- Running Wild
- Lady of the Thread
- Humingbird Summer
- Bless This Home
- The Barnraising
- Young girl in yellow dress and bonnet
- Hospitality
- We sleep, but the loom of life never stops (Harrie...
- Play Ball!
- Wm. Shakespeare: "It is meat and drink to me to se...
- Blackberry Jam
- A Mosiac
- Welcome
- for love of cross-stitch
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