My current work-in-progress is another historical novel set along the Oregon Trail, this one in
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
In my family growing up, the tradition was to take down the Christmas tree before
I had the pleasure of spending a weekend in Arrow Rock, Missouri, earlier this month
In past years, each October I have used this blog to review books that I’ve
I follow This Day in History, watching for events that relate to my historical novels.
Forsythia have always signaled spring to me. Yellow is not my favorite color, but the
When I arrived at Middlebury College, I knew no one. The college did a reasonably
Last week was Pie Week, I learned on National Public Radio. Why Pie Week in
My husband and I are starting to think about what to hang on the walls
I’ve written before (see here and here) about how glad I am that my children spent
This year one of the many things I am grateful for is the readers of
To my surprise, this is my 400th post, which seems worthy of mention. I last
In my research into the California Gold Rush, I’ve read about prospectors who struck it
I spent many weeks (and even months) in Klamath Falls, Oregon, during my early childhood,
I decided to write about the Oregon Trail in part because the concept of leaving
September 21 is World Gratitude Day, a day celebrated since 1966 when an international group
One of the biggest reasons my husband and I chose to move to Seattle was
The last time I wrote about my current work-in-progress was in mid-March. At that point,
I deliberately try to keep this blog apolitical. Yet, the theme of this blog is