My current work-in-progress is another historical novel set along the Oregon Trail, this one in
Spring is supposed to be the season when the weather turns milder—when the frigid temperatures
Last week I wrote about marching forth, and today I’m writing about springing forward. Daylight
After 45 years in Missouri, I left many friends behind when my husband and I
Last November, I set a goal to work on my novel every day until the
I think it is human nature that we try to make sense of our world,
My father’s mother gave me a pearl necklace many years ago. I think the occasion
Like everyone else I know, I now play Wordle. I started sometime in January, and
Part of my horoscope on my birthday this year read “Develop a way of handling
I was surprised to get a notice from WordPress.com recently congratulating me on my 9th
Many thanks to those of you who have written comments on my earlier posts or
Smithsonian.com published an article on December 9, 2015, entitled “The History of the Christmas Card,”
I posted last year about Abigail Duniway, a historical figure I found while researching Safe
On August 1 and 2, I took a break from the hassles of moving to
Tomorrow marks the second anniversary of my father’s death, which happened just six months after
My husband sold his boat earlier this year, and I discovered that three boxes of
In the fifteen months since my mother’s death, I’ve spent a lot of time wondering
Friday evening has always been the time I saved for my own enjoyment. All through
In some families, Santa Claus comes to call ahead of Christmas Eve every year. Other
I went to Middlebury College expecting to become a Political Science major. I had law
When I think of my childhood Christmases, I think of going to my grandparents’ home