The power of gentleness
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The power of gentleness

I took this photo at a remote Inn near Abiquiu because I loved the rich golden hues of the peeled cottonwood posts in the saturated New Mexican sunshine. But then the flowers drew my attention. Appearing fragile, they stretch out, holding the posts apart. I am reminded that life, in its very gentleness, can be…

Dance like no one is watching
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Dance like no one is watching

I once borrowed a very expensive sports car and was cruising down the freeway when I was pulled over by the highway patrol. When I protested that I had been carefully driving under the speed limit, they cheerfully agreed. “We just wanted to see what one of those looks like up close. Have a nice…

The color of beauty
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The color of beauty

This red and blue-green giant agave plant calls the Thompson-Boyce Arboretum home. I often go visit this amazing place, about half-way between Apache Junction and Superior in Arizona. I find peace here, and plants that never fail to surprise me and enrich my life. What I like best about this plant is its glowing diversity…

The kittens and the sunflowers
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The kittens and the sunflowers

It was a western facing window in the afternoon. You can tell that by the sunflowers turning their faces toward the sun just as little Ellf was. Mac, on the other hand, was staring drowsily at the photographer, me. The two found comfort in the warm sun and in the closeness of each other. That…

Why did I worry so much?

Why did I worry so much?

I found this hanging basket in one of my favorite places in the world, Jerome, Arizona. Here magenta petunias hang out in perfect harmony with bright red geraniums. When I was a teenager, I agonized over whether parts of my outfit color-matched. Red did not “go” with pink and definitely not with magenta! Since I’ve grown…

The cosmos in a feathered shadow
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The cosmos in a feathered shadow

My father always grew cosmos in his summer garden. He would proudly bring a bouquet into the house and my mother would display them on our kitchen table in the same small glass vase each summer evening. Although both my parents are gone, I still have the vase. And each summer I grow the cosmos of…

Dancing in the sunlight
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Dancing in the sunlight

Desert wildflowers are an exercise in impossibility and stubbornness. They chose where they will grow, often in a mere handful of dirt deposited among the rocks by the spring rains. And yet attempt to plant and grow these red penstemons, or beardtongues, in your own garden and they often will refuse to sprout, year after…

The setting of FIRE IN BROKEN WATER: 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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Change of scene

I have been working hard all week, packing boxes for the local Humane Society thrift shop. My sister suggested weekends were for fun, too, so yesterday I drove north to visit the sunflowers of Northern Arizona. These sunflowers provide  stability for me. For fifty years, they have always bloomed out on Fort Valley Road north of…

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West Fork, Oak Creek Canyon, R.I.P.

                      Rest in peace, West Fork, Oak Creek Canyon