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My Father’s Christmas Gift
One of my precious possessions is a picture. I am guessing that it cost about 29 cents at the time it was purchased. My father bought it as a gift for me for my first Christmas when I was six months old. The great Depression was at its depths. Not only was it courageous to have another baby in the face of hard times, but there were other things as well. For I came into a Depression within my own family – I was filling a poignant space left by my older sister, Mary Phyllis, w


Thanksgiving at White Feather Ranch 2018
It was a poignant time to be sure, standing there without Gordon at my side for the first time in the thirty years we have had our...


Love Song Of An Old Pilot To His Wife
Gordon and I are watching a spectacular sunrise following a sweet rain that poured steadily through the night. Mists are rising from the...
Easter and Cow Horns
Published in Lilipoh Magazine MEMORIES OF A COUNTRY GRANDMOTHER EASTER AND COW HORNS Rudolf Steiner knew a thing or two and a lot of it...


The Rock Pile- On Raising Lively Boys
THE ROCK THROWING BOY AND HIS DOG Colin Michael was our last child of six and what a joy he was! He came to experienced parents of five...
Family Meals
FAMILY MEALS We are not only up to date but in the lead. Quite a feeling for one going into the final years of life to feel not only...


A Performance Of The Passing Of King Arthur
One of the gifts of living a long life is witnessing to the unfolding lives of your children. It is fascinating to follow some of the...
On Keeping the Family Fed
An article for Lilipoh magazine, Spring 2009 ON KEEPING THE FAMILY FED MONA July 17, 2008 “I’m a daughter of the soil!” Mona often...
Wood Gathering
Published in Lilipoh Magazine, February, 2002 WOOD GATHERING It is February in the California Sierras, but all ready the winter sun has...









