Random Natterings

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Oh, Give Me a Home…

I liked to spend time on my aunt and uncle’s Montana ranch, about 30 miles east of Billings. We cousins dug in dry riverbanks for trilobites and other such fossils, and just generally got dirty every day. My cousin David knew of a great big dinosaur bone some miles distant. Three of us, David and…

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Praise to Thee, O Blarney Stone

I’m 74. It’s been an interesting life so far, and that seems to be continuing. In the course of many decades on this weird planet, I’ve seen interesting sights, and learned more than I want to about some things.  As a confirmed foodie, I’ve eating many delicious things.  Up until right now, my favorite, personally…

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Roses Are Red, Violets Are Rare, This Is Belated, and I Don’t Care

  This is assuredly after the fact, but I’m busy and stuff sneaks up on me. Valentine’s Day has never been particularly memorable, because I don’t recall getting anything that stood out. Except two things, and they’re probably the most memorable of all, when I think about it. The first memorable Valentine’s Day happened in…

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Our Christmas Story

Since Thanksgiving, I’ve been wallowing in wonderful Christmas stories of surprise gifts to totally deserving people. I live in Idaho Falls, which has a wonderful online news website called EastIdahoNews.com. It’s been around about five years, I think, and was funded originally by Frank Vander Sloot, owner and CEO of Melaleuca. If not the richest…

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The Moral Arc of the Universe Does Bend toward Justice

This isn’t my usual blog. Well, maybe it is. When I think of what has influenced me as a writer, or a journalist or a novelist, Georgia comes to mind. My husband has had some serious health issues and a major surgery that took my attention elsewhere, too. He’s better now. The turkey is in…

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We Don’t Need Columbus to Have a Holiday

My first memory of American Indians came when I was about four years old, and living in Cody, Wyoming. It was during the Korean War, and my dad was on assignment in Thailand. Dad was part of a US Navy squadron that took a load of planes to Thailand and taught the pilots there how…