Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Ten
I got back to it this week! This time with my sisters. Jo Ann was here from Virginia and Rebecca … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Ten
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Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Nine
I’ve not spent much time at the dig lately, busying myself with book publication stuff. (Big happening coming soon!) My … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Nine
My Mother’s Remington Rand
I’ll be back to the Big Dig on the page here this weekend, but first this fun little story about … Continue reading My Mother’s Remington Rand
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Eight
I dreamed about the excavation this week. Maybe it’s time to get back to the dig site; it’s been a … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Eight
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Seven
My parents were wordies. One year in the late 1970s, I gave them an Upwords game for Christmas. It turned … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Seven
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Six
When the sun returns after the epic monsoon and flooding, that came on the heels of snowmaggedon, I load the … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Six
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Five
My family moved thirty miles down Interstate 5 in 1960. I was eight years old. That ribbon of highway marked … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Five
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Four
I took time off from the dig to create gifts for my sisters from my mother’s collections for craft projects. … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Four
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Three
My mother was earnest, I will give her that. Not only that, but definitely that. This week’s tackle is the … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Three
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Two
My mother’s superpower was, it seems, the will to collect, prepare, and press leaves and flowers. I hope she took … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Two
Writing Down the Story 