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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
As readers of this blog know, I was very close to my maternal grandmother, my
As I scrolled through old photographs recently, I came across pictures of my father taken
Every once in a while, I go back through old journal volumes to see where
It’s my son’s fault I’m on Twitter. Or rather, you can blame it on @jamestweeting
Throughout my first-grade year, I felt exposed. As I’ve written, I was a superstar
Here’s a brief Christmas scene from Now I’m Found that takes place on Christmas Day
Not long ago, my husband and I decided we needed a break in our routine,
I never knew my great-grandmother Cecelia Ryan Strachan, my maternal grandmother’s mother. In fact, Cecelia
I’m turning now from haunting books that deal with violence and man’s inhumanity to man
I’ve mentioned before that I spent two of my birthdays at Cannon Beach, Oregon—my 12th
On January 1, I read a piece by Lauren Jackson in the New York Times’s
You might think grammar is boring, but it is the writer’s toolbox. I marvel each
In an earlier post, I told one of my favorite stories about my husband’s role
Some events stand out in the mind firmly enough that we remember where we were
I wrote in an earlier post that my husband and I are building a new
I’ve written before about the journal I have kept for the past twenty years. About
I’ve always been fascinated by seashells. I think it goes along with my love of
Last November, I set a goal to work on my novel every day until the