Sunday in Provence

This cat. That’s my first thought when the Orange Furball plops her warm little rump down on my lap, squeezes herself between me and my laptop, then curls up, closes her eyes, and goes soundly to sleep. In making herself comfortable, Sunday has […]

A Writer’s Dream

I’m writing from a small studio in the South of France. Outside the sun is shining, the babble of French floats up from the cobble-stoned square, and my little furball, Sunday, a true writer’s cat, lies curled in my lap, snoring softly. […]

Speaking of March

We’ve had another snowy day here in the Denver area. When I look outside my window, I see a true winter wonderland. It’s incredibly beautiful, but I have to admit that I’ll be happy when warmer weather arrives. But first, we’ll have […]