
Two Reunions: Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone
In the last couple of months, I’ve had two mini-reunions with people who were important

In the last couple of months, I’ve had two mini-reunions with people who were important

I’ve been to Volunteer Park several times since we moved to Seattle, but usually I’ve

I wrote a few weeks ago about how AI saved me money by helping me
One of the things I found as I went through my parents’ memorabilia recently was
I met with my real estate agent for three hours one afternoon last week. She’s
I’ve written several posts in the past about my children as adults. The last such

Every once in a while, I save the fortune I received in a fortune cookie

Starting with the Great Migration of 1843, thousands of emigrants set out on the 2000-mile
I wrote in February of this year that I didn’t know which issues in Oregon’s
Like many writers, I have a love/hate relationship with social media. Marketing gurus tell writers

Because of the pandemic, over the past many months my husband and I have been
Last month I wrote about Winema Riddle, a Native American woman who pursued justice for

The last time I wrote about my current work-in-progress was in mid-March. At that point,
If the emigrants on the Oregon Trail were fortunate, they reached Oregon City in the
I envied my children as they were growing up—they were close with two of their
I’ve mentioned before that my father was usually the photographer in our family. That means
The great-grandmother I know the least about is my father’s maternal grandmother, Della Phillips Jones.
This week’s haunting book is a novel about a privileged Englishwoman, Ursula Todd, born in

Twenty-one years ago, in August 2005, my family gathered to celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding
When I visited my father in August, I decided to make a peach cobbler and
Today I am delighted to announce that I am participating in a holiday giveaway with