Sedona dawn clouds arizona
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Early morning walk in Sedona

I started the walk before dawn, collecting clouds as I went. Wispy ones darted in and out of the red rock formations; others nestled in puddles after midnight rains. The pine needles had felted into heavy mats that softened the ground beneath my feet. They created soft nests for windfalls of storm-blown pine cones. The…

Schnebly Hill vista
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The peace of rain

It was raining when I woke this morning. Not an electricity-charged toad-strangler, but a quiet rain, a thoughtful rain. I considered not walking at all. I was cranky and stiff after a fitful night’s sleep. It had been a rough week and I still carried stress in my neck and shoulders. But I grab an…

Death in Copper Town, a Pegasus Quincy Mystery
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Circling back to the beginning: a Free Kindle mystery!

About four years ago I decided to write a mystery series based on young rookie sheriff’s deputy who lived in the Verde Valley of Arizona. The Verde is a unique place, an oasis in the middle of the Arizona desert, with one major river and five tributary creeks. It is on the flight path between…

Montezuma's Well
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The setting of FIRE IN BROKEN WATER: Montezuma’s Well

When I chose the setting for the third Pegasus Quincy Mystery novel, Fire in Broken Water, which centers around the ongoing Water Wars in Arizona, I knew parts of it had to be located at Montezuma’s Well. The Well is surrounded with mystery and magic. Who expects to see this blue-green water in the midst of the…

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Writer’s Block

  I’d been having a miserable writer’s block. Nothing seemed to help. I sang, I danced, I walked around the block, I called my sister. Nada. Then I set the alarm for 4:45 am and changed where I wrote. Instead of at my regular desk I cleaned out a vacant studio and set up a…

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Connecting with the physical

  I’m a mind girl. Most of my life my brain has directed how I do things, where I go, what I eat, when I sleep. That worked fine when I was twenty, or even thirty. Now, it causes me problems, sometimes. Having a long weekend with not a lot going on, I tried an…

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I’m turning into my mother-in-law

Some women have a worry of turning into their mother, especially during stressful times. I have found through a quirk of fate that I think I’m turning into my mother-in-law instead! She was a simple, though intelligent woman who died many years ago, a traditional homemaker who raised a large family in the 40s and 50s and…

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A walk on the wild side

This past Sunday I took an early morning hike looping around Courthouse Butte. Do you know why it is a butte and not a mesa? Because it is taller than it is wide. Here is another, Capitol Butte, shaped roughly like our nation’s capitol: Here in Sedona, we like to name rocks. This is muffin…

Ratatouille Afternoon
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Ratatouille Afternoon

Yesterday was cold and windy. An anomoly day in our late spring. Unsettling and unpredictable. So what did I do? I cooked! And the birds and the wind kept me company. Disney and his cartoon rats not withstanding, RATATOUILLE has a long history in the annals of cuisine. The exact recipe for this vegetable melange came from the…