It would be difficult to not be grateful for a day like today.
Behind all the business in my life, I need to look for the rhythms of nature to center on my intentions for the day.
As I sit here at my computer trying to find words that will capture the essence of Newman, I have to smile.
This holiday season is bright in many ways. Homes are decorated with sparkling icicles and flickering lights.
It is my habit to check the dogs available at our shelter on Sunday night…
Autumn is here. The holiday season is fast approaching, and as I walked to the shelter yesterday, I once again realized how lucky I am to live near the coast of Southern California.
Because of the traumatic brain injury created by electroconvulsive therapy—shock treatments, I can’t give you a timeline in any order.
Just in time for the new school year, here’s an article on those lovely little creatures we call “children.” This, of course, is fiction. Or is it?
Huntington Beach offered up a lovely treat for its residents today.
The ocean breeze softly caused the beachfront palms to gently sway as they led me towards the shelter.
The other morning my agent from Red Willow Talent sent me a text asking “Can you send a couple of voice-overs of you doing an auctioneer?”