
Treasured Time with Family Visitors
This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

Last week, I had cataract surgery on my right eye. The left eye is scheduled

My father used to tell me, “It never rains in the Pacific Northwest.” That was
Not everyone will be haunted by The Orchardist, by Amanda Coplin, but I was. I
March and April this year were dreadful months—cold and dreary. Even if we had an
My husband and I are starting to think about what to hang on the walls
My husband’s maternal grandmother put tags and notes on many of her possessions, stating who

Last Friday was our first Independence Day in Seattle. The staff at our retirement community
At Mass last Sunday, the second reading was from 1 John, and included 1 John
Perhaps I should have saved this topic for mid-July—thirty-six years after it happened. But since
I went to Middlebury College expecting to become a Political Science major. I had law
On our recent drive from Washington State to Missouri, my husband and I detoured to
This year’s Christmas tree is up and decorated. As I’ve mentioned before, my husband and

On the first day of every month, I send out a newsletter to subscribers. Like
The church where my sister was married had a very firm rule that any children
Last September I posted about my first few weeks using Scrivener, a software program for
As I wrote in my last post about the Oregon Trail, the emigrants wanted to

Nothing is certain but death and taxes. I was going to write about taxes for
Our 46th wedding anniversary was last weekend. Number forty-six doesn’t merit much recognition, though I
My next novel will include scenes with Winema Riddle, a Native American woman who lived