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Manic March
I am not myself when Chip is away, to paraphrase that Kathy Mattea song that always makes me cry-- Where've You Been, about Claire and Edwin who never spent a night apart in 60 years and now they are in separate beds on separate floors of a hospital. Don't worry,...
Sun Drunk
This weather just has me all sun drunk-- it is crazy, and beautiful, and as Mary Jean just said on the phone (she had dialed my number by mistake, but we had a nice chat anyway), it even smells like summer used to when she was a kid in San Diego-- the sand, the sea,...
Ladies (and Gents) Who Lunch ( A postcard)
Want That Good Busy Baking Feeling?
It's Southeast Alaska State Fair time and Hospice Desserts to Die For booth time. You know what they say, when it rains it pours? So of course the berries need picking, the garden has exploded, the sockeye are running, the days are shrinking, the dogs are shedding,...
A Princess Blog
You may know that my daughter Stoli is expecting in mid September, but her first baby was born quite healthy on her own time, about two weeks early, so we think this one might be early. She'll be leaving for Sitka to stay closer to the hospital on August 12. I will...
The News From the Beach
I have read that when you walk the dogs and they do all that stopping and sniffing it is their way of reading the news. The dogs and I (we still have the grand dog Annie, the honeymooners return to pick her up this weekend) have been walking down the beach and up and...
A New York Times Bestselling Author Lives Here– Really?
At least for one week. As I typed my way toward the end of that new book deadline, I got an unexpected boost yesterday when I learned that If You Lived Here, I'd Know Your Name, my first book, made the New York Times Bestseller List for July 21st in ebooks. It's...