Seeing the wild mustangs of the Oregon Wild Horse Corral in Hines was one of my primary reasons for visiting Eastern Oregon. I’d hope to see the famous Kiger mustangs, but they make rare appearances in the corral. And there … Continue reading
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Oh look, another glossy magazine article about lovely Orcas Island! You’d think the island would be used to this sort of thing by now, but this innocuous, perfectly decent little article has occasioned a great ruckus on at least two … Continue reading
Tomorrow, the husband and I will be eligible for our COVID 19 jabs. Maybe. Oregon plows ahead with eligibility, but the number of those eligible does not match the numbers of doses. Simple math, really. (Watching “Bringing Up Baby” as … Continue reading
While brushing my teeth this morning, I got the best news of the entire year of 2020. I have a feeling that my distractions of listening to music, playing scrabble and cribbage with the husband, and watching several cable dramas … Continue reading
I’ve introduced a winged horse into my online series, The Memory Book. Like so many characters in any writer’s work, she just showed up, more or less. Who can’t adore the thought of a horse with wings? Why hadn’t I … Continue reading
It’s Sunday afternoon and in the background on the TV is the charity concert raising money. A whole day of music by big names. One band talked about which members of the band had families who have lost everything . … Continue reading
We’re used to impossible adjectives right now in Australia. We think we will get used to what’s happening, but we never do. It’s all personal and it’s all much bigger than any news report has been willing to show. Let … Continue reading
I’ve lived 20 minutes away from Tempel Lipizzan Farm for over 30 years, yet never managed to attend a show. I drove past the rolling pastures, caught sight of the horses munching grass, and told myself that someday soon I … Continue reading
As I do very little researching before I visit a place—it’s not because I want to arrive “tabula rasa”, but it comes down to my innate laziness—when I got to southern Utah I knew where we were going to stay … Continue reading
Bimbo, verse Two: There’s black leather on the bimbo in my book.There’s black leather on the bimbo in my book, While I’m sure she’s lot’s of fun, My heroine’s a nun Who wears black leather on the cover of my … Continue reading