The blue flower
This is the first tale I wrote and it was published many years ago. The memory of the gift is still fresh today as is…
This is the first tale I wrote and it was published many years ago. The memory of the gift is still fresh today as is…
In a recent conversation with our daughter about surviving the lockdown she told me that the birds are waking her most mornings with the dawn…
Breakfast at a diner in Sioux Falls We were sitting in a diner in Sioux Falls with great big cheesy grins on our faces. We…
Unexpected snow in Custer State Park We, my husband David and I, woke up to darkness and cold. Tried to turn the lights on but…
Encounter with a State Trooper David and I had a lovely visit to Pierre , the Capital City of South Dakota, and had seen all…
Our North by NorthWest experience We were on our way to visit Mount Rushmore. We, my husband David and I, had tried to see it…
After a dreary winter and in need of some sunshine, David and I set off for a week in the sun in Portugal. We chose…
Most people have some kind of wedding drama on their big day. Some are minor incidents and are forgotten almost immediately or are overwhelmed by…
A good friend of mine has just celebrated another birthday. She has come to dread them. For her they shout the passing of her years…
“What did you do in the war, Daddy? ” was a question that I remember hearing often enough in my childhood. I heard it again on the television the other day and it set me thinking. It is over 70 years since the end of the Second World War. There are few survivors left now and that number is dwindling as each year passes. We have now two generations plus who have not experienced world conflict. And for that most of us are extremely grateful.