
The Denny Party: Final Miles to Portland
After four months and nearly 2,000 miles on the Oregon Trail, the Denny Party reached

After four months and nearly 2,000 miles on the Oregon Trail, the Denny Party reached

Twenty-one years ago, in August 2005, my family gathered to celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding

Today is the 175th anniversary of the Singer sewing machine. On August 12, 1851, American
A few months ago I wrote a post about my father telling me I should
I submitted a rough draft of a scene to my critique group last week about
When I attended Middlebury College in the mid-1970s, the school had a long weekend without

My husband and I now live in a retirement community. Our apartment has a full
In recognition of Black History Month, this last post in February is about two experiences

Nothing is certain but death and taxes. I was going to write about taxes for

Eleven years ago, I wrote about my birthday falling on Easter for the first time
My latest novel, My Hope Secured, featured scenes of two family Christmases. One Christmas celebration
In the midst of the pandemic, we are all looking for little moments of joy,
It’s hard not to be haunted by any book about the Nazi death camps. Lilac
I don’t use much scented lotion. I’m allergic to many floral scents, particularly roses and

Twenty-one years ago, in August 2005, my family gathered to celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding
This post is mostly about The Buddha in the Attic, by Julie Oksuka, which my
Ever since this blog’s inception, I have posted that I was writing a historical novel
I am so pleased to announce that my latest historical novel, My Hope Secured: Love
In just a few days, my granddaughter will be eighteen months old. I won’t be
I’ve written before how much I love the ocean and how I count a year

I’ve mentioned before that I spent two of my birthdays at Cannon Beach, Oregon—my 12th