Patricia Harrelson

Every year Tuolumne County Transit offers a Christmas Lights Tour in exchange for a donation of a non-perishable food item. Since Jenny and I have been trying to do a field trip on the Transit, we thought this would be … Continue reading

For the past several years, Cindy and I have headed out before dawn on the day after Thanksgiving to hit the big sales. This is the first year that I’ve heard them called “Black Friday,” but apparently that name has … Continue reading

Is the opposite of spring cleaning called winterizing? It seems to me that there is as much to do to prepare for winter as there is to clean up in the spring. We have spent the past couple of days … Continue reading

When last I wrote, Anna Mae and I had reached Ridgecrest on our way to Yuma, Arizona and Aunt Jean’s. We drove most of Thursday to get to Yuma though that was not the plan. We thought we had 5 … Continue reading

Anna Mae and I are traveling to Yuma, Arizona to see my Aunt Jean. We left Soulsbyville at 12:55pm yesterday and spent the day driving, driving, driving. We only stopped 3 times to stretch (my sciatic nerve dictating the need). … Continue reading

Late last winter, Cindy and I planted a cedar tree in the meadow in Ashley’s memory. Sadly the tree did not make it through the long hot California summer. Cindy tried valiantly to save it by creating a shade canopy … Continue reading

As Cherie and I were packing up after our class at Baker Station, she said to me: “And we get paid for this!” Indeed, it was hard to believe that we were getting paid for a blissful weekend in the … Continue reading

I’m heading to Baker Station to co-teach a yoga/creative writing workshop entitled “Embodying the Flow.” The setting is rustic and refreshing with towering pines and granite backdrop. This is a picture of the dormitory cabin where many of the participants … Continue reading

There was a flyer in our mailbox this week warning about mountain lion sightings in our neighborhood. The flyer said to avoid being outside from dusk to dawn and not to grow plants that attract deer. That part was funny, … Continue reading

Adrenaline is a sickening thing. I know because it rushed through me when black smoke filled the sky over our mobile home park. I paced nervously as the smoke billowed over the nearby hill. I walked across the road to … Continue reading