It’s not This Time of Year (in the PNW) without…

Mushrooms and  um . . . Bigfoot! This is in response to the Daily Posts photo challenge: It’s Not This Time of Year Without…Show us the one thing without which your holiday season could never be complete. To me, this time of year would not be complete without spending time outdoors. Continue reading It’s not This Time of Year (in the PNW) without…

Under-reported News and Some Options

I am so angry at the “major news” stations that either under-report or don’t report at all about news around the world and within the USA that is of major importance to thousands if not hundreds of thousands of people everywhere. I had a hard time sleeping last night and took to the Internet to see if I could discover why and there it was, covered by The Watchers website. Hurricane Otto. We have some dear friends living in Costa Rica and after reading about Otto (and the 7. quake that happened just north of there) I wasted no time sending … Continue reading Under-reported News and Some Options

Creepy “What is It” Photo

First off, let me tell you that I hate looking at this picture. I’m posting something I cannot stand to look at. My daughter and her friend, myself and a retired Daredevil (stuntman) went hiking at a place that has haunted me since 1973, when I could swear I (and the boyfriend I was hiking with at the time) heard someone being murdered in the black wooded swamp not twelve feet from where we stood around midnight. Oh yes. People said at the time that what we heard was a cougar. Perhaps it was. However, after that night, two bodies … Continue reading Creepy “What is It” Photo

Hearing Verses Seeing

What you merely hear can elicit  a very wrong image inside your brain. I am one of those people who has a vivid imagination and what I hear someone say or sing produces images that once again, today, I learned, can prove to be something entirely different than what a speaker or writer intended. I was browsing bloggers who have responded to today’s Daily Prompt: elicit. One of the blogs I visited belongs to “deepspeakingup” who writes about Ringing in Wintery Love. Although her writing about food was good, what elicited a response within me was her photograph of the knights and the little girl. … Continue reading Hearing Verses Seeing

Camp Food Favorites

Be it marshmallows, weenies on a stick, or hamburgers, I couldn’t resist sharing these memories for the one word prompt: Scorched from the Daily Post. Hopefully these will “spark” a few memories of your own. Toasting marshmallows to get them to an all over golden brown on the outside takes a lot of practice. After coaching the grandkids on technique, I show them how to carefully lift the outer toasty shell off the gooey center, eat the shell and put the center back over the coals for center-toasting. Yum! They finally figured out that the quick and easy char-flamed, scorched … Continue reading Camp Food Favorites

Legend of the Moss Woman

The Native American Indians of Olympic Peninsula did not like to go deep within the rain-forest valleys. There were many things roaming the dark woods, like Seatco (spelling is questionable but pronounced Sea-ahck-toe or something close to that,) who is known as Bigfoot in other places. Scary little people lived along river banks. They would throw sticks at the tribal members canoeing the waterways to get them to turn back, and these creatures were called Stick People.  Perhaps the Stick People were cousins to the Nan-a-push, the little people of the forest. There were Thunderbirds too—huge birds that could move massive boulders … Continue reading Legend of the Moss Woman

Mystery Cats and Cabin Nights

This story is an excerpt from my upcoming book of life stories titled Moonwalks and Unknowns featuring the Trespassers. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know. Set up: During this story my husband, eight-year-old son and myself live in an unfinished 12×16 two-story cabin on five acres of raw, forested land in the foothills of the mysterious Olympic Mountains within Washington State. We have no power, no running water and use a rough-shod outhouse, even during the worst weather. To shower, we either visit the State Park or John Wayne Marina. Life is not easy during this time.  Every afternoon … Continue reading Mystery Cats and Cabin Nights