
Fields of Song
Barely audible hymns of secret fairy folk fields and fields of song.

Barely audible hymns of secret fairy folk fields and fields of song.

Wandering horses consider summer mountains nuzzle the grasses.


ART class, 2016
Having been raised on a small farm in northern California, I appreciated this horse-themed project! This particular art class - Visual Language - was my first artistic endeavor after a 30-year break from formal education.

Birdsong and roses musical morning beauty waking ears and eyes.

Magnificent! A season by the shore Provides for me a season to explore.

I once knew a cowboy from Roth Who lassoed a Hercules Moth. He jumped through the hoop - Was thrown for a loop - And now sits at home slurping broth.

My sister, the beautiful Willa Likes riding her bike to the Villa To bring home to eat A purchased cool treat In strawberry, mint, or vanilla.


"Drawing from her years in California, Montana, and travels to Europe, Kathleen developed a deep apreciation for creation and culture, and its artistic expression. Whether story, song, poetry, or traditional photography, ART is her voice. She uses it to teach, challenge, and encourage others - especially children - toward critical-thinking and resourcefulness." (The bio for my first art exibit, Montana 2016)

There was a poor man from Montana Who married the neighbor girl, Anna. He loved his own wife More than his own life So, bought her a brand new bandana.

Adventures with friends in trees, near streams, by mountains are outdoor blessings.