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I was born and raised in rural South Dakota, one of ten children. I grew up 'wild', with lots of animals, open space, and blue skies. The Lakota culture was a great influence on me as was my father, who's family came from Quebec, who was a historian and writer.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love of nature: 2 of 31
Farewell to SummerIn early summerWildflowers called "Farewell to Spring"linger, casting pink shadowson golden hillsides,their tissue-paper petalsfading in the brilliance of the sun.Now, giant sunflowers bowtheir noble heads in somber nods...Or, perhaps they curtsy at theend of a grand performance -dazzling days, endless blue ... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: The relationship between dogs and cats: 1 of 11
Gazing down at the large dog bed in the living room, my heart is warmed at the sight in front of me. Curled up together like ying and yang are our two beloved animals: Zelda, the grey and white cat, and Lizzie, the big red golden retriever. Who would have ever thought it possible?In the past, we've had cats and dogs who rathe... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Reality: 4 of 29
"A frantic howl whipped occasionally from a gap in the window frame. With a blast, it rattled the pane with its rising pitch and then slid in spirals back to a constant whirring sound. If there were curtains, I don't recall them, I just remember the open windows, open to the blizzard conditions outside. A blue darkness, with ... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Death of a horse: 7 of 27
Annie's gone now.The mid afternoon breeze undulates through my white bedroom curtains, they remind me of her white mane and tail alighting in the wind. We spent a little over a year together, Annie and I, by the good graces of two patient friends, Jane and Debby. That year I was on disability leave from my teaching job and re... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs My true garden story: 85 of 298
The Prairie is My Garden[paragraphs that begin with '*' are meant to be in italics}* There was something about the painting, The Prairie is My Garden by Harvey Dunn, that never left me: the feeling of the wind blowing my hair, holding fresh picked flowers, the feeling of determination, of pure love of the land. It must have b... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Love of pets: 10 of 33
When I studied music as a child, a mnemonic phrase helped me learn to read notes on the ukulele.Now, the phrase "My dog has fleas" has a newer, more visceral meaning for me: the invasion of unwanted body and houseguests.According to Webster's New and Unabridged Dictionary, a flea is: "any of several small, wingless, jumping i... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wounded: 34 of 75
Remnants of An Uncertain LoveThe birthday flowers are yetImmersed, sipping with green straws-Half swallowed or nearly drowned -One by one I pluck noddingBlossoms, blackened and wiltedAt the moment of their faintI lift the withered piecesand carry them in my croning hands,scatter them in places where theymay stay or tumble in ... More..
Religion & Spirituality > Self-Help (Other) Reflections: Life coach: 2 of 4
Over a year ago, I was just beginning weekly life-coaching sessions with Clint Pardoe, full of anticipation to work on my self, to create a better life where I would feel more fulfilled and confident. I had always thought life coaching was for younger, college students seeking help with careers; my own son had benefited great... More..
Entertainment > TV Show Reviews DVD reviews: The Secret: 1 of 2
The Law of Attraction concept caught my attention a couple years ago when I first saw The Secret DVD. (The Secret, DVD, 2006, TS Productions) While it was liberating to think of being able to attract more of what I want into my life, and I certainly could see how this law had worked in my life both positively and negatively, ... More..
Food & Drink > Cooking (Other) How to make pancakes: 14 of 24
As I breathe into this Sunday morning, I take in the quiet respite from my long 'to do' list. After heating up my cup of ginger tea, I glance at the little quote at the end of the tea bag: it says, "The beauty of life is to experience yourself." Sunday morning traditions of slowing down, sleeping in a little later, and specia... More..