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
My sister is now eligible for AARP membership and is an accomplished professional, but I
Last summer when I cleaned out a cupboard, I found some treasures. One treasure was
At Mass last Sunday, the second reading was from 1 John, and included 1 John
I recently got new eyeglasses. I’ve needed corrective lenses since I was eight and a
Before my maternal grandfather, a taciturn businessman from Oregon, married my grandmother, he allegedly told
A few years after we moved to Kansas City, my husband bought a sailing canoe.
I’ve written earlier posts about the development of Portland, Oregon, where my work-in-progress is set.
In recognition of Women’s History Month, this post is about the beginning of the women’s
In the pre-pandemic days, I had planned a Viking River Cruise with my siblings and
One of my favorite dogs ever has died—my daughter’s dog Langley. Langley has been a
We have all had times when life changed in an instant—an accident, illness, natural disaster,
On my recent trip to Florida, in addition to viewing wildlife and water activities, I went
When I was cleaning out my parents’ house after my father’s death in January 2015,
July 24 is Amelia Earhart Day. The news recently has been full of speculation about
Today is Christmas Eve, and experience tells me that not many people will read my
I wrote an earlier post listing many of the things I included in my daughter’s
I’m not good at remembering summer birthdays. Maybe it’s because there’s too much else to
I spent many weeks (and even months) in Klamath Falls, Oregon, during my early childhood,