Memories of My Dad on His Birthday

Today is my dad’s birthday – God rest his soul – he was born in 1903 and died in 1972 just two weeks shy of his 70th birthday. I have written many things about my father on my blog: trips with him in the old pick-up to feed the cows; his killing a copperhead with his…

Our Digs up at the Orange Grove & a Few Aches and Pains

I am sitting in the Airstream up in Ojai at our orange grove. Ray is sitting across from me at our table here in the kitchen area and we’re both working on our computers. Thanks to a Verizon hotspot, we’re able to stay fairly in-touch online, though it can get tricky with Zoom or FaceTime…

The Swirl of These Times

It is 6:13 in the morning, pitch dark outside and rain is pouring in a steady stream, a good solid rain that started last night before bed. I have a cup of black tea with milk on the table next to my computer and I can see the steam rising from it. Rachael’s dog, Hazel,…

A Demonstration of Ray’s Love

I have been thinking of my beloved husband of 40 years today. How Ray does small things that demonstrate his love and affection. For example, in our Airstream, there are two shelves that he quietly decorated. They have a beige toy Volkswagen, a framed postcard of a coastline, a tiny typewriter, a clear box with…

Flash Fiction: Love, Loss and the Healing Power of Crows

Jacqueline heard the crows outside and felt called. Their caws brought her first to the window to see their black bodies balanced on the telephone wires and then outside to peer up at them. Caw caw caw they sang and she felt a sense of calm. They brought her peace in a way that she…

My 2015 Dia De Los Muertos Altar for My Best Friend, Patricia Butler

I’ve been thinking about Patricia a lot lately and then I remembered the Day of the Dead altar I made for her when I was taking ceramics classes at Barnsdall Art Center. Tomorrow is the Day of the Dead or All Soul’s Day, depending on your religious persuasion. Patricia was my best friend growing up….

Ray’s Return and a Gorgeous Piece of Music

Ray has returned from LA and he brought cooler temperatures with him. Though it was 93 today in Ojai, this evening it’s a chilly 66, the coolest at this time of night in almost a week. I can suddenly feel fall in the air and am snuggled under several quilts. We sleep with the windows…