One sunny, winter day at Mt. Spokane, my brother and two family friends thought it would be a good idea for me to cowgirl up and ski down the “big hill.” I was in early elementary and finished morning ski lessons. They convinced me it was safe to ride the ski lift with them,…
Empty buildings lined cracked streets. It felt like an old ghost town from the west as my husband and I drove through last January. But it’s still hanging on. Set it Lincoln County, this territory was known as “a howling desert.” Until fertile soil was discovered by the Harrington, Furth and Robinson firm from Lusa…
I am addicted to lichen (like-en). Whenever I see lichen, I have to photograph it. I love its various textures and colors. Its softness and woodsy smell. If you have children or grandchildren who love the outdoors and plant life like I do, this information is for you. Myth Busters Did you know? Lichen is…
The last thing I remember before going under is saying to the nurse, “Please, save my baby!” Tears rolled down both of our faces. When I woke up, I had no idea if my baby was alive or dead. I had no idea if the baby was a boy or girl, in those days we…
Here is a sneak peek of a free gift offered to anyone to visits my website and blog. A Horse Lover’s Manifesto: How to Ride and Stay in the Saddle I will lead with soft hands. I will adjust to fit the situation. I will feel my horse and release at the right time,…
I apologize for a late post. Huge snow storms are wreaking havoc with my satellite internet. Yes, I am so remote we have satellite internet. Recently, I read a wonderful juvenile fiction story called Backyard Horses by Dandi Daley Mackall. Ellie James is a horse-loving girl who dreams of owning a black stallion show…
I’ve decided the gist of my blogging, thanks to Jeff Goins, is all about Western Woman and Girls unplugging from the rat-race of life and technology to find adventure––anywhere and everywhere. This week my parents stayed at our place to feed horses and dogs. My hubby and I drove from the east side of Washington…
I was born white. It’s my heritage. Yet I write main characters from another ethnicity––Native America. My grandmother always told us we were part Indian, but the proof never came. It still hasn’t and probably never will. I never intended to write let alone write books that have the protagonist from a different heritage. I…
Merry Christmas! This year has been a tough one for our family and community. It is the busiest time of year with an added heap of sorrow on top. But behold, a Savior is born, giving us comfort, peace, and hope. Hope for those we’ve lost, hope for today, and hope for tomorrow. All we…
Going to the National Final Rodeo (NFR) sponsored by Wrangler was on our bucket list for years. My husband and I wanted to go but it always seemed out of reach. This year was different. During mid-summer and on a whim, we decided to go and began to plan. I searched for the best hotel…
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield joins us with her latest release, a sweet World War II romance. Picture a beautiful summer day when the sky is clear, the temperature is warm, but not uncomfortably so, and the humidity is low. On one of those ideal summer days, Captain Cavedweller (my husband) and I climbed a…
Welcome Chris Gregory! I met Chris at the mall is Spokane one December and got to know him and his writing. He was selling his debut book entitled Buckshot Pie, which is a metaphor for pioneer spirit, tough times, and the bitter-sweet struggle to survive and live off the land. To Chris fiction is more difficult to…
I would like to welcome friend and fellow Women Writing the West YA author Brigid Amos and A Fence Around Her. This story is transparent, authentic, and healing. A fantastic read for youth struggling with real family issues. It is evident Brigid’s research is exhaustive with clear descriptions of mining and Bodie, California. Her…
When in Santa Fe, New Mexico last month I was browsing local art stores one morning with a friend. I really had nothing in mind. As my gaze swept from rugs to jewelry to pottery, I thought about what I could bring home that was unique to me. I wanted something memorable. Something with a…
Gathering knowledge is like gathering cattle. The cowgirl pays attention, not only to the herd, but the other riders, their equipment, and their horses. We have a need to allow newly learned information to soak into our minds as does our colts. Many hands, I learned, makes for a light load. Riding drag produces grit….
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