This is for the friends who have asked me how I went about finding a loving, healthy relationship in my late sixties. You know who you are and I truly hope you find the happiness you are seeking. Finding love at this late time in my life was an unexpected surprise, but looking back … More How did you do that?
My first 12 years of life were spent at 2621 N. Chester, and when we weren’t camping in the Smoky Mountains over summer break, you would find me in our backyard which was a world of its own. It was filled with the natural beauty of an enormous pussy willow bush, a peach tree, cherry … More Thief of Grapes
My love of cooking heated up years ago when I first started living with a boyfriend and accepted sole responsibility for preparing meals. My favorite part of a meal was a sweet ending, and that led to a joy of baking. I was eager to try new recipes and curious to see how they would … More German Pancake Recipe Story
Have you ever noticed the petite woodland wildflowers growing along the footpaths and on the hills in the Spring? They seem to be recklessly strewn by a divine hand! Few of us know their names and yet these flowers care not for their anonymity; their desire is simply to live fully in the moment, to … More Spring Wildflowers
We all build walls between ourselves and other people, and between ourselves and the “world”. We build these walls so we can hide behind them when strong emotions threaten to topple us, or so we can retreat to them when the “world” seems to want to devour us, morsel by morsel. We believe that we … More Tearing Down the Walls
As I reach inside the mailbox on this still, snow-covered morning A bird’s voice falls from the sky to my ear It’s behind me…loud and clear… And it’s the only sound I hear Slowly I turn and stand stock-still, Much like the trees so near My eyes flit up, up through the branches Seeking, but … More The Hawk and Me
We were hiking on a trail called Broken Arrow, saying our farewell to Sedona until our return next year. We were both commenting on and enjoying the beauty of the red rocks, and red earth. Mark was a little ahead of me on a narrow, hilly path strewn with large, lichen covered stones sitting on … More A Vortex Moment