The Happiest Day of My Life

The Happiest Day of My Life

It was Monday. February 6, 2017. I was driving down the grade toward a town near us, Grass Valley, in my precious white 4Runner I long ago named Izzy. My husband was caravanning behind me in his truck. Izzy had been having occasional trouble starting, so we were...
My Father’s Flag: Redux

My Father’s Flag: Redux

I bring this essay out of the archives today in honor of my father and in response to the left’s new idea to burn the flag in response to our president-elect’s newest Trumpery. To burn the flag may be a response to him–whatever. It is also an insult...
Olives

Olives

When people usually think about a holiday dinner, they imagine turkey, cranberry sauce, the usual staples, along with their own customized favorites, sweet potato pie, creamed onions, frozen peas. When I think of that special dinner, which I traditionally make twice a...
Buzzed!

Buzzed!

I’ve always wanted to do it. But I’ve always been afraid to do it. We all have challenges we face fearlessly, and we all have issues that terrify us. One of the worst things we do to one another is ridicule one another because those issues differ from person to...
Fall Farm Morning

Fall Farm Morning

All of us, post-storm cold morning In the tiny cabin. Pups cozy in kennels Till almost eight—when Jess runs them to the big pen And starts up the garden gen—power for this keyboard. Tap tap tap in the old, cold lean-to that is my office. Cassidy’s soft laugh from the...