
For The First Time In 28 Years, Or, Saturday Morning at 10:35am
I went camping! I exclaim because it felt completely new. I haven’t camped anywhere since my son’s kindergarten class organized a weekend for all the
I went camping! I exclaim because it felt completely new. I haven’t camped anywhere since my son’s kindergarten class organized a weekend for all the
From inside out. And outside in. I love an estuary. When is it water and when is it dirt? When an ocean, when a marsh
My husband and I spent Thanksgiving last year, which now seems like a long time ago but wasn’t, at the Post Ranch Inn in Big
When we started out, Saturday, my hiking shirt was rumpled, the terrain, in order. To end any pretense of mystery, my sister, my brother-in-law, my
I am in Albuquerque. Whoa. Crazy. The Women’s Fiction Writers’ Association, or at least 80+ of the 1000+ member association, have gathered here for the
After four tech support help sessions, comments are still broken. I have one more trouble-shooting process to try and then it’s a site rewrite, I
I know some of you, maybe many, are beginning to plan real travel. I’m not there yet. But in the way of pandemic mood swings,
The first thing a Northern Californian notices when driving south is an increase in what we might call, “Palmage.” Up North, we have palms, we
Christmas was quiet this year. No trip to Hawaii with my children, not family gathering except to celebrate my father’s 89th birthday on the 20th.
My best friend’s daughter is having her wedding party, up in South Lake Tahoe. I’m looking forward to the wedding today–she let me help her
This year we returned to Hualalai. We flew home last night, I have photos to share. First of all, here’s the dress I finally bought
I just got back from two nights at an old friend’s house, in the hills above Santa Fe. I keep predicting high desert outside my
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