Today the Skunk Hollow girls are getting together for our spring fling!  We hang out, eat too much, dissect the universe, take walks, and basically accomplish nothing important!  We all have skunk hats and/or scarves and tramp around town making…

As I sit and look out my door, it is raining.  Everything is wet and there is a damp mist rising from the distant hills. BUT!!!! It’s not snow!  The rain is refreshing the gardens, and tomorrow the flowers will…

Last summer my sister and I spent an afternoon picking blue berries at my parents’ farm.  We nibbled a few, dropped a few, but bucketed most of them.  Chatting with each other and the disgruntled birds was part of the…

My word garden is planted and watered, and now I just have to wait for the harvest.  It is such a wonderful experience to have the opportunity to share Mary’s story with all of you, and I hope you will…

Today is the day I have been waiting for so long, I can scarcely remember when the dream actually started. Today my novel, LETTERS TO MARY, is available for sale at www.wingsepress.com. I thank God for bringing me to this…

What a long, lovely delightful day!  Started out early this morning, weaving my way through downtown Harrisburg looking for the State Archives building – as you see, we found it!  Spent about an hour and a half looking though the…

I am heading out shortly to spend the night with my cousin in eastern PA – tomorrow morning I will drive over to the state archives museum to get copies of some of the letters to Mary.  They are resting safely…

For Christmas last year I received as a gift a garden in a bag.  All you did was open the bag, insert the bulb into the soil, water, and let it grow. It did!  I was very surprised.  I sat…

Today’s morning walk was in the bright sunshine after a light mid-night shower.  So refreshing – peaceful way to start the week. BUT – jumping right back into the week with a root canal.  Oh, joy.  In reading the letters…

Saturday after I dropped the girls off at their home, I decided to spend my running time down at the cemetery.  My dad, a WWII and Korean War veteran, is buried there.  The flags lining the entrance road create an…