Ever since I was very little, I’ve remembered something just out of reach–a sound and an image of light tans, pastel pinks, and cerulean blue. A memory that I couldn’t quite place, but one that used to permeate my thoughts rather frequently as I grew up. The sound was that of a wooden spoon thudding... Read More

The week before last, Spring was in full force, with temperatures getting all the way into the 80s. So, like many overly excited gardeners, my daughter and I were ready to hit the dirt. We agonized over just the right spot in the yard, but finally settled on a spot with a wind break from... Read More

I’m currently doing a mini-memoir, a trial run through a new process I’m playing with for writing a literary memoir. This exercise is meant to find any holes, weaknesses, or time-drains in my pretty little list of tasks from pre-writing to completed first draft, but it’s turned out to be a lot more. Using my... Read More

Here in Kansas it’s been so windy and dry this last week that I’ve swapped Rosebud’s sunglasses out for her science goggles. She just turned four at the end of last month, and her birthday theme was Beatrix Potter’s wildly popular books about Peter Rabbit. So, “Flopsy” and I have been playing in the garden... Read More