A Still Life from Wesleyville Alice Porter paused at Staunton Farm, where morning mist still clung to the rows of vegetables. She purchased cabbage and asparagus from the farm stand. At home she trimmed asparagus and cabbage for a quiet dinner planned outdoors with a special friend. The Wesleyville Collection There is a certain quiet […]
Wesleyville Stories
Morning Pause
Morning Pause #200 – Oil on Wood Panel 6×6”February 2026 Alice wandered up the road, breath clouding the cool dawn air. She paused above Staunton Farm as autumn trees smoldered in russet and gold. The sky broke open, a soft blaze of light threading through the clouds, and for a moment, the world held still, […]
Poppies Beneath the Old Tree
On Memorial Day, Toad Hollow burned bright with red poppies. Frogs paused, rabbits listened, and swallows stitched the sky. In Wesleyville, animals gathered quietly, honoring the hush beneath color. Wind moved like a prayer, and the field remembered, blooming courage, rest, and gentle magic for all who passed watchful hearts. Wesleyville Collection I’ve always loved […]
Gracie at Dawn
Gracie the goose woke before the sun, feathers damp with fog. She waddled in the pool of water at Staunton Farm as the sky bloomed pink and gold. Mist curled over the grasses while the countryside slept. Gracie watched the quiet light ripple across the water, knowing morning had begun gently, just for her. Crickets […]
The Stillness of August
In Wesleyville, the river curved gently around the bend, its quiet surface reflecting the soft light of an August evening. Though summer lingered, the sun was already setting earlier, hinting at the coming shift of seasons. The trees stood at the height of their green, soon to surrender to autumn’s touch. As the stillness of night […]