Who knew that the outgoing tide could paint the sand with such delicacy? Here are just a few “landscape portraits” I discovered yesterday afternoon on the beach at Tamarindo, Costa Rica. A low tide gallery…
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I grew up in the Eastern woodlands of Ohio. We didn’t eat much fish beyond the occasional perch and bluegill we caught in our farm pond. As an adult I’ve never developed a taste for…
By a very strange series of events, I find myself in Costa Rica for two weeks. Not bad, eh? Except that I had to leave behind my husband and son in South Dakota. The morning…
I’ve been asked to help spread the word that I’ll be among the presenters at the upcoming Great Plains Writers’ Conference at South Dakota State University. I know you’ll forgive my dutiful self-promotion. Perhaps you’ll…
I’m on a working vacation in La Jolla, California…. Okay, so I needed to get away from winter for a while. Yesterday while I was writing at the beach my guys were battened down back…
Quite the weekend. A writing retreat at the home of my good friend and fellow writer (and poet) Ruby Wilson. Her husband Jim being away, her home out in the country, maybe 20 minutes from…
Normally I don”t post much of a personal nature on this professional blog, but today will be an exception. I want to urge each of you to get your adult booster shot for pertussis (whooping…
A little chalk art from my neighborhood: “Music is life, Love is the lyrics.”
I’m jumping into the ocean of tweets (or at least sticking in my big toe). Let’s connect @phylliscoledai!
Last year my parents, who are in their seventies, moved from their home in Kentucky to a small property in the mountains of North Carolina. In their backyard they erected a number of bird feeders…
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