Vintage Romantic Author
Warning: the following content is not typical of my usual fictional pursuits. It’s summer. Vacations have begun. The skies are sunny and bright and a recent cruise unlocked my imagination! “This has been the most incredible day,” murmured Judy as she stared up into her husband’s eyes. It was 50 years ago to the day …
Our second day in San Diego proved a memorable experience. We hopped on the Ghosts and Gravestones bus and headed for old town. The late Wyatt Earp was our tour guide. Why Wyatt Earp you might ask? After fame and fortune found Mr. Earp in Tombstone, Arizona, he settled in the burgeoning city of San …
Let’s make our next stop in San Diego. Only once before had we ever spent the night in a port on a ship. We were docked downtown with a great view of the airport. See the circled plane making its approach—right through the middle of the city. Having already booked an excursion for the next …
I truly enjoy days at home, gardening, sewing, cooking, and of course, writing. But there’s nothing quite like getting away for a vacation now and again. Recently, my husband and I joined friends on a California coastal cruise. I abhor flying. Even though traffic was bad, we all piled in our van and made our …
Warning: there’s a lot of orange coming up. Years ago, my family made a trip to Gorman, California, and had a fabulous view of a hill full of yellow, blue and orange wildflowers. It was a sight I’ll always remember. We’ve gone looking for wildflowers since, but never with as much success. Having learned of …
My dad grew up farming. Here he is with his prize mule, Dan. Here he is as a toddler with his older brother, my Uncle Erv. Since there were only two boys in their family, they had to work hard. My dad dropped out of school at an early age. Even so, he could help …
I was intrigued by an outing to the St. Francis Dam site. Having traveled up San Francisquito Canyon several times over the years, I was always frustrated by the fact I couldn’t tell where the dam had been. My curiosity was further aroused after reading Heavy Ground: William Mulholland and the St. Francis Dam Disaster …
As retirement grew imminent, I decided to buy myself an extravagant gift. My quilting buddy and I headed off to purchase quilting machines. These are not the large computerized machines that have been available for years. They’re industrial strength, free-motion machines. I recall a feeling of empowerment when I realized I had the ability to …
Zack sat at the kitchen table as specks of dust danced in the sunlight streaming through the four-paned window in the back door. He suddenly recalled sitting in almost the exact location when the house was new. Oddly, he clearly remembered seeing only a speck or two of dust 50 years ago. What was it …
It’s funny the things I remember from my early childhood. We lived in a house on Hesby Street in North Hollywood, California, until I was four. While I don’t recollect much about that time, I recall the way the street lights shone on the front yard on hot summer nights. I remember the view from …