Essays and Articles

June 25th marked a year since Douglas and I moved from our house in the woods to High Valley  The last time I posted…

The sun has moved far enough to the north that early light now finds the far end of the pond. In early Fall, I’d…

The infamous Jezebel, a Phoenician princess who married King Ahab of Israel, lived more than 800 years before my time, so we never got…

I have written here before about my love affair with dawn, my tracking of sunrise as it rolls along the horizon from north to…

Maeve Rhuad: The completion of The Maeve Chronicles has been quite an adjustment for both Eliz and me after working together and living in…

Six months ago come Christmas Day my husband and I moved from our house in the woods in the fold of a stream valley…

Here I am (Maeve, that is) as promised, celebrating the official publication date by answering the questions you’ve posed regarding WTFWMD.  First a note…

For twenty-six years I lived in a house with a hill to the south and east. Most times of the year by the time…

Of course High Valley is familiar. My first stay was a two week stint at High Valley’s summer camp at age eleven. I was warned…

It’s the midnight hour (i.e., between 3:00 and 4:00am when you can’t go back to sleep) before the dawn of Pentecost. For a week…