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Spring? Winter? Who knows? It’s March
Spring is supposed to be the season when the weather turns milder—when the frigid temperatures
March 18, 2026
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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
I’ve written before about my first date with my husband. Today, March 4, is the
I’ve mentioned before that I attended a diversity program called “Women Supporting Women” in late
A friend of mine in Washington State recently posted a picture of huckleberries she had
Now that my husband and I are functional in our new apartment (though not entirely
I started kindergarten in Corvallis, Oregon, in September 1961, when I was five-and-a-half. I was
In recognition of Black History Month, this last post in February is about two experiences
Earlier this month I had a day by myself in Topeka, which is just over
I went out of town last week with great plans for what I would accomplish.
My in-laws put a swimming pool in their back yard the summer after my first
My daughter was born the day before Mother’s Day. Some years her birthday has been
You might think grammar is boring, but it is the writer’s toolbox. I marvel each
In the summer of 1989, when our daughter was four and our son seven, we
Last Wednesday morning, I made pumpkin and pecan pies. Wednesday night, my husband made apple
Bean soup isn’t really a summer dish, but a few weeks ago I needed something
There are times when I wonder why I keep posting on this blog. Some months
When the pioneers reached Oregon, they found abundant old-growth forests with timber that had never
I’ve written several posts about childhood trips to visit my grandparents in Pacific Grove, California.
I had another novel in mind for my last haunting book review this month, but
I wrote two years ago about going to see Santa Claus at Lloyd Center in