
Adapting to a New Normal
As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

Several weeks ago, my older granddaughter announced to me, with grammatical precision if not ideal

Since I moved to Seattle, I’ve been reading about the city’s early history, when the
On a LinkedIn writing group board recently, someone asked how to write a scene in

Sometimes you just have to whine. Or rant. I’m doing some of both today. For

I don’t remember ever going on an Easter egg hunt as a child. The Easter
I wrote last week that I am not an outdoorsy person. Perhaps that’s because some
My Gold Rush posts this year have traced the spread of the news, from the
As my children were growing up, I told them frequently, “You have to make choices
The Goldfinch, by Donna Tartt, haunts me because I hated it so much. I know
I spent many weeks (and even months) in Klamath Falls, Oregon, during my early childhood,
Last week was Pie Week, I learned on National Public Radio. Why Pie Week in
For our 25th wedding anniversary in 2002, my husband and I went to Aruba. First,
I’ve mentioned before that I called my maternal grandmother Nanny Winnie. How I came to

As I’ve written before, any year is a good year when I get to walk
In June 1992, the same month that my kids spent at camp in North Carolina,
I posted last year about Abigail Duniway, a historical figure I found while researching Safe
By mid-August the emigrants traveling the Oregon Trail in the 1840s had passed Fort Hall.
For the past ten years, I have worked as an election worker in my precinct,
Today my son turns thirty-seven. As I’ve been going through boxes, trying to declutter, I
Join the nation in a moment of silence at 3:00pm on Memorial Day to remember