
Treasured Time with Family Visitors
This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

Last week, I had cataract surgery on my right eye. The left eye is scheduled

My father used to tell me, “It never rains in the Pacific Northwest.” That was
As I try to polish and publish my third historical novel over the next couple
The sequel to Lead Me Home takes place during the California Gold Rush and the
Last Sunday I worked all afternoon on the Internet through my laptop’s wireless connection. I uploaded a
Because the emigrants in my first Oregon Trail novel traveled between April and October, I
Readers who are not writers may wonder what “creative nonfiction” is. Many writers wonder also.
Tomorrow would have been my father’s 86th birthday, so I have been thinking about him.
I wrote a previous post about an unfortunate situation involving orange juice. There is an
When our youngest sibling (a boy) was born, my ten-year-old brother announced in awe, “When
Sometime during the summer between our first and second years of law school, my husband-to-be
A few months ago I read that eating farro was healthy. I’d never heard of
I was surprised to learn there is such a thing as National Oatmeal Month. But
I went to Middlebury College expecting to become a Political Science major. I had law
Most of my historical posts this year have been about the Oregon Trail, because I’m
When I researched the 1840s for my Oregon Trail novels, I started with the big
Happy New Year! A year ago, on January 2, 2019, I posted my performance review
I deliberately keep this blog apolitical, and this post is not meant to be political.
Did you see the story last week about tumbleweeds taking over the town of Clovis,
We have a tendency to mark milestone birthdays more than others. In my last post