Celebrate birth and life and forget the potted plants.
…by the end of the summer, we had a balanced meal, heavy on the veggies. I lived the original farm to table.
Best assistant ever–he works for cookies and keeps me on track. Sure he’s shaggy, but it’s part of his charm. Waffles the Lhasa.
Dreams, not what you think.
When I first decided many years ago to have a try at fiction, I realized that I would have to do things differently from what I knew as a journalist. […]
Words are my comfort zone, but how do I know what I don’t know? Draw outside the lines, get appy and see what happens.