Have you ever pondered the perspective of a dog's summer? In my latest blog post, I share a letter from my daughter's dog, Mira, as she spent two weeks having fun at our river home.

My husband was without his phone for 24 hours. We fueled up at a local gas station, and he placed it on the back bumper of the truck as he turned onto the highway. It fell off and the truck behind us ran over it. It got me thinking about my "need" for my phone.

Spring is fast giving way to summer in the PNW. Gardens are in and perennials are popping. A favorite in our family is the ubiquitous rhubarb. While these abundant plants are found in many places, people have strong opinions about this unusual vegetable. Yes, it's a vegetable. I checked because I always thought it was a fruit.

Our golden retriever, Kona, has an obsession with rocks and socks! Read more about how this obsession took some unexpected turns.

With the arrival of spring, the idea of hope comes to my mind. Read my new blog for more of my thoughts on spring.

Stacy St. George announces her first novel, to be released on May 4th, and discusses the blood, sweat, and tears it took to get to this moment.

My first novel is nearly ready to share, but the story of my nickname must be shared first.

Watching basketball has become a tradition in our house. Learn more about my love for the game in this week's blog!

The aloha spirit is alive and well in my favorite refuge of Hawaii. Read this week's blog for a peek into my most recent adventure.

Photo by Unsplash Valentine's Day was last week. I hope you had a good one. I love celebrating love. It provides me with a reason to make and give cards, bake treats, create a special menu, share (but mostly eat) chocolate, or shop for meaningful gifts. But most of all, I love a Happy Ever After . Whether it's a movie, TV show, conversation, or book, I enjoy it most when everything resolves with a happy ending. Soldiers returning home to surprise their family after a tour awa

My dream vacation always centered around Hawaii. Something about the islands proved irresistible. The warm water, marine life, vibrant flowers, sparkling sunshine, and the aloha spirit beckoned to me for years. And the food. I can't forget about the food. Photo by S. Williams My parents had a framed picture of Honolulu on their wall for many decades. It was a beautiful aerial photo, showing Waikiki beach with the majestic Diamond Head crater looming in the background. The gol

I have an old pair of Fiskars sewing scissors. They have iconic orange handles and are still very sharp. I only used them to cut fabric. Until they nearly cut off my son’s thumb. My littles knew not to touch them. We’d talked about why many times. Maybe too many. Perhaps I built up how sharp they were and that the kids weren't to touch them, and it made them irresistible. Who knows? It was an early spring day, and my two girls were out of school on break. My husband was at wo

Photo from Unsplash 2025 is upon us. Happy New Year, friends! I hope 2025 started gently for you. With 2024 a blur in the rearview mirror, I know many of us have made a list of resolutions to apply to our lives. They could include the following. Less screen time. More exercise. Less sugar or junk food in our diet. More time outdoors. Less stuff. More memories with family and friends. Start a new hobby. Stop a habit that isn't serving your best interests. I know I've considere

Music is a powerful tool that has the ability to pull us back in time. It can evoke joy, happiness, and nostalgia, as well as anger, sadness, and angst if the memories are difficult. Music calms fussy babies and provides a beautiful backdrop to a romantic date. It keeps you company (and awake) on a cross-country road trip. It can help you power through a workout and make or break the vibe at a party. Christmas music is in a classification all its own. Stores use it to entice

We reconnected with an old friend, Josh Bauder, last week and had the pleasure and honor of meeting his wife and daughter. Don’t you love it when you can pick up a friendship right where you left off? When conversation and laughter flow like no time has passed. Josh's wife, Chitty, blessed us with her culinary genius and we sat around our table eating and catching up for hours. His daughter, a sweet, shy five-year-old, played contentedly with our dog and the toys we keep for

I. Love. Fall. I'm grateful for the crisp, sometimes frosty air in the mornings. The glorious, brilliant, and ever-changing colors of the leaves. The crunch of said leaves underfoot once they've fallen off the trees. Raking piles of leaves just for the joy of jumping in them and doing it all over again. And raking again the next day because of the overnight windstorm. Pumpkins. Pumpkin lattes. Pumpkin pie. Pumpkin doughnuts. The brilliant sunshine still beaming with a barely

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a pet. Usually a cat or dog and sometimes both. Nothing exotic or rodent-like though...

View from flight to Phoenix I recently attended a writers conference. It was the end of September and still 118 degrees in Phoenix. Hurricane Helene was hitting Florida, North Carolina, and Tennessee as we flew from North Idaho to Arizona. One of my favorite authors, Dani Pettrey, was giving the opening keynote address. I've read her inspiring and entertaining books for years and was so looking forward to meeting her. She flew in a day early because she was coming from Florid

Fun news! I published my first story! It was an honor to collaborate with a group of writers, including newbies and published authors, on an anthology project. An anthology is a group of short stories published in one book. The authors hail from multiple states and meet weekly through Christian Writers Sanctuary . We are, and I quote from the website, “a group of Christian authors, writers, marketers, and IT professionals who have a desire to see people publish the work God h

Have you ever felt that little nudge? Heard the still, small voice that encourages you to do something? Go somewhere? Make a call? A visit? Send a note? An email? Flowers? I went to visit my grandmother this week at her assisted living facility. It ’s a comfortable place, with a caring staff, good meals, activities, and the opportunity to gather with friends. It has a lovely communal room to gather with family. But I don’t visit as much as I should. It's hard to watch belove