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
As the saying goes, nothing is certain but death and taxes. My father-in-law died this
Spring is supposed to be the season when the weather turns milder—when the frigid temperatures
Last year I posted several times about travel along the Oregon Trail in 1847, the
The discovery of gold at Sutter’s Mill in California was first reported on March 15,
One of the disadvantages I’ve found in getting older is not sleeping as well as
It’s about time to start Christmas shopping, if the store windows are any gauge. Have
This wasn’t the post I intended to write today. But in the last couple of
Smithsonian.com published an article on December 9, 2015, entitled “The History of the Christmas Card,”
My OneDrive memories feed sends me pictures I’ve taken in prior years on that date.
In August, my husband and I were fortunate enough to take a couple of days
So much has changed in the twelve years since September 11, 2001. The security lines
During the earlier years of this blog, in a nod to Halloween celebrations, my October
Earlier this month I attended the Kansas Authors Club, District 2, retreat at Lake Doniphan
This week I have a guest post on Write Brain Trust that discusses how I formatted
Last Wednesday morning, I made pumpkin and pecan pies. Wednesday night, my husband made apple
It was 34 years ago this week that my husband and I arrived in Kansas
My maternal grandfather’s mother, Ada Jane Lewis Hooker, died when my grandfather was still a
Some weeks glide by, almost without notice. Others pack a punch, pitching and tossing like