what we stand for and what we stand to lose

what we stand for and what we stand to lose

Corolla Beach, NC Dear Administrator Pruitt, I grew up never witnessing a bald eagle in flight—there were barely any left—and now find it amazing that I can walk across a parking lot in the DC suburbs and look up to see one flying overhead. I’m a big city-cum-small...
perspectives and imagination

perspectives and imagination

Believe it or not, when I was a young child, I loved going to the dentist office–Dr. McKenna’s in Flint, Michigan to be precise. He always stocked the magazine racks with fresh copies of Ranger Rick and Highlights. Even going with four sisters in tow, I could always...
northern necking

northern necking

What happens when a car and driving blogger asks a romance author to write about a romantic drive? You get “Northern Necking,” of course. Click below to read my full guest blog on Harvey Briggs’ Rides and...

romance and realism

I’m sitting at my dining room table, enjoying the breezy view of my backyard. Don’t let the dappled sunlight and shady oaks fool you. It’s sweltering outside. It’s during these early August days that I feel the most guilt about my garden.  There are days when I rarely...

oh honey, you’ll be fine

“Oh Honey, you’ll be fine.” This was the best advice my mom ever gave me. For example, when I told her that I was having twin boys. “Oh Honey, you’ll be fine.” Or when I called her in tears to say that one of my kids was dyslexic. Any catastrophe that hit my...
fool’s pipe

fool’s pipe

I was walking Tully the Dog one morning, stopping at his usual spots to let him sniff and mark—which is to say every cable box, street sign, light pole and occasional fire hydrant in the neighborhood. On one such pole, I noticed a white chalky substance on the...