
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
Last Saturday evening I took a walk after dinner. I had intended to stay on
It’s hard not to be haunted by any book about the Nazi death camps. Lilac

Another year has begun, and with it another round of birthdays. And another round of
One of the things I love about winter is peppermint ice cream. I’m not a
For those of you not familiar with WordPress, you probably don’t understand the title of
The last time I saw my mother was in mid-June 2014—just over two years ago.
I wrote recently about my own experience learning to drive. I don’t remember that being
I’ve written before about the importance of reading in my family when I was growing
We live on a golf course, across from the women’s tee for the 11th hole.

All writers have times when their writing moves slowly, and I am in one of

Now that I’m a grandmother, I find myself thinking of my mother more frequently. Though
My husband took up rowing after our daughter joined the crew team at Georgetown University.
One of the joys of blogging is finding other writers who touch your heart and
I’ve been fixated recently on what happened in 1964—fifty years ago—as 2014 winds to an