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Dryad
My Daddy ~ Dr. Edwin L. Peterson. I painted this portrait on top of one of Daddy's own oil paintings of the Desert Southwest. On my Blog entry below, “Coming Home to Zion” there are... More »
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Here is the next Angel Story. I promised this to several people. Here it is for everyone if they want it! This story is wrapped in tissue paper the color of thick cream and placed... More »
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The year I turned 18 was the year the United States changed the voting age from 21 to 18. My parents were both politically active, especially my father. He was also always extremely interested in... More »
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Well! I've been painting all day and I missed the desginated day by twelve minutes! It doesn't matter - this is something far too important to be remembered on only one day. Today, as yesterday,... More »
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Following William Questing far and deep I come to the poets To artists and dreamers of thought who ‘Soar on wings above the earth. Sometimes to dive and touch the mire But only to graze,... More »
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