Redwoods, a lament

Redwoods, a lament

We are all on edge in Sonoma County and other California locales contending with raging wildfires amid COVID-19. The news this week that Big Basin, California’s first state park, was consumed by flames hit me hard. It was the first place my husband, Jim, and I...
An Aunt Truly’s Tale: The Diamond

An Aunt Truly’s Tale: The Diamond

I’m getting closer to having a final ten stories for Aunt Truly’s Tales. This new story might replace “The Indomitable Husky-Sheltie Cross,” which might not have enough resonance for people who haven’t read my novel, The Kiminee Dream....
My lopsided mimosa tree is like me. Should I worry?

My lopsided mimosa tree is like me. Should I worry?

When our daughter was growing up, Jim and I loved to take her camping with friends along the Lost Coast. Our favorite campsite was on the Mattole River, and it was shaded by pine and mimosa trees. The mimosas were small when we first camped there, and we enjoyed how...
her last day — a poem

her last day — a poem

    her last day she did not know when she left teacup in sink mauve lipstick on rim grabbed fleece jacket rushed out door smelled sunshine after rain drove by vineyards horses, lambs she did not know — when she greeted friends put purse in drawer kicked off...

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