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Peonies – Joy of June

Peonies - Joy of June

Peonies – Joy of June

It’s June again, and with great joy I find once more the fresh-cut peonies at Trader Joe’s. The lush buds in white, pink or fuschia are here for a blink of the eye and then PUFF! gone again until next season.

June 2, 2014 at 8:19 pm 2 comments

Antinous as Dionysus or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Antinous, beloved of Hadrian, cherished by me, festooned as Dionysus or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Antinous, beloved of Hadrian, cherished by me, festooned as Dionysus – or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Inspired by my recent real life odyssey to the ancient Roman world:
Ephesus (Turkey),
Herculaneum,
Pompeii,
Oplanti,
the Villas of Stabia,
Tiberius’s Villa in Capri,
Hadrian’s Tivoli Compound,
and glorious Ostia Antica,
my dear Antinous is festooned this Christmas in ivy and gold.

Is he Dionysus? Or the Ghost of Christmas Present from my all-time favorite classic film, A Christmas Carol?

Either way, he is still history’s most beautiful man. At least, he gets my vote.

December 7, 2013 at 8:47 pm 2 comments

Mother’s Day in the Lake of the Ozarks

My grandma's house today. No longer owned by the family, it's been allowed to decay. She built it herself from solid stone with help from my uncles & cousins in 1940.

My grandma’s house today. No longer owned by the family, it’s been allowed to decay. She built it herself from solid stone with help from my uncles & cousins in 1940. In the old days, she grew glorious roses and strawberries sweet as jam.

My grandma's house from the road. She'd get snowed in every winter and have her projects - weaving rugs, tooling leather, embroidering tapestries. I remember when she got running water, then a telephone and finally TV.

My grandma’s house from the road. She’d get snowed in every winter and have her projects – weaving rugs, tooling leather, embroidering tapestries. I remember when she got running water and indoor toilet, then a telephone and finally TV.

I took a hiatus from The Black Scroll to fly/drive to the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri for Mother’s Day.
The Ozarks was the home of my Dad’s mother and many of my extended family. I used to spend the summers and school holidays there, roaming the woods, fishing and hunting with my cousins.

It was in the Ozarks that my imagination flourished. Lying on a warm boulder beside the lake on a hot summer day with dragonflies zooming round my ears, I’d imagine I was an Indian princess or a pioneer girl about to be kidnapped by a handsome brave.
Swinging in a hammock at my Aunt Jerry’s house, I devoured her romance novels with one man and two women – the angel and the not so angelic. Even then, I thought – why can’t a woman have two men?

My Dad and Mom. Ages 88 and 89. Married 66 years. On the deck of their house in the Lake of the Ozarks on Big Buffalo Creek. 47 miles to nearest Walmart & hospital. 20 miles to nearest town Cole Camp population 1200.

My Mom and Dad. Ages 88 and 89. Married 66 years. On the deck of their house in the Lake of the Ozarks on Big Buffalo Creek. 47 miles to nearest Walmart & hospital. 20 miles to nearest town Cole Camp, population 1200.

You have to cross four of these fords to get to my parent's place. If it rains hard, you wait til the water goes down. This is road WW. You get there first from B and then W.

You have to cross four of these fords to get to my parent’s place. If it rains hard, you wait til the water goes down. This is road WW. You get there first from B and then W. Those are paved roads. WW, the last 5 or so miles to my parents place, is dirt/gravel.

Entrance to the Eagle Club where we ate Mother's Day Breakfast prepared by the menfolk. Note warning, "No firearms allowed."

Entrance to the Eagle Club where we ate Mother’s Day Breakfast prepared by the menfolk. Note warning, “No firearms allowed.” But smoking was. No windows at all in the building. We gobbled down our scrambled eggs and sausage in a cloud of tobacco smoke.

Here's where my mom and I drank coffee in the mornings and had our bourbon in the evenings. That's the Big Buffalo Branch of the Lake of the Ozarks. My parents own all the land on this side of the water. Can't see the nearest neighbors.

Here’s where my mom and I drank coffee in the mornings and had our bourbon in the evenings. The strip of water you see in background is the Big Buffalo Branch of the Lake of the Ozarks. My parents own the land on this side of the water. One man owns all the land on the other. Can’t see the nearest neighbors.

My Dad, Chuck Gore, on his new toy. He has cleared about 5 acres of forest around the house just with a chain saw. All at age 80+

Here’s my Dad on his new toy. He has cleared about 5 acres of forest around the house just with a chain saw. Will be 90 years old October 2014!

Big Buffalo Creek as it narrows from the Lake. The water can rush over the concrete slab ford in heavy weather, washing pick up trucks downstream. Note how  clear the water is. You can drink it right from the creek. It's been naturally purified by the gravel bed.

Big Buffalo Creek as it narrows from the Lake. The water can rush over the concrete slab ford in heavy weather, washing pickup trucks downstream. Note the clear water naturally purified by the gravel bed.  You can drink right from the creek.

The roads never had names when I was a kid. About 10 years ago, streets signs appeared. This one is named for my family.

The roads never had names when I was a kid. About 10 years ago, streets signs appeared. This one is named for my family.

Buzzards perching in a tree looking for prey. Saw foxes, coyotes, deer, tortoises,  rabbits, raccoon, wild turkeys, ducks, geese and many other species of birds including cardinals, my favorite. Heard the whip-o-will and owls at night.

Buzzards looking for prey. I saw foxes, coyotes, deer, tortoises, rabbits, raccoon, wild turkeys, ducks, geese and many other species of birds including cardinals, my favorite. Heard the whip-o-will and owls at night.

My parent's house from the road. The hardtop iced over last winter, and they had no power for 2 days. This is called Gore Hill, BTW :)

My parent’s house from the road. The hardtop iced over last winter, and they had no power for 2 days. This is called Gore Hill, BTW :)

May 17, 2013 at 7:14 pm 10 comments

Sex and the Zen of Shopping now in COLOR ebook for Kindle Fire

Now available! Full color eversion for Kindle Fire or equivalent.

Now available! Full color ebook for Kindle Fire or equivalent.

I’M EXCITED! Technology has caught up!

Now I can offer Sex and the Zen of Shopping in a full color Kindle ebook that looks exactly like the color print copy.

We were able to create this Kindle edition with a new software that will revolutionize epublishing for picture book and how-to authors.

The costs of Amazon print-on-demand for color are steep. I’d say prohibitive in today’s market. I really disliked the $25 we had to charge for my shopping book, Sex and the Zen of Shopping: Live Rich by Shopping Smart. 

This is, after all, a book about bargain shopping!

Until this latest Kindle technology, the best solution was to produce a Black & White Bargain print edition.

You can now get the layout, the embedded text and the vivid color of photos in an ebook! You’ll see exactly the same format as the print edition – IF you have a Kindle Fire, an equivalent tablet or Kindle for PC.

Check it out. There are sample pages you can “leaf through” here:  Amazon Sex and Zen of Shopping Kindle Version.

Caution: This Kindle Fire edition is for tablets and Kindle for PC only. It will not work on older Kindle readers.

April 27, 2013 at 9:53 pm 4 comments

Wishes for a peaceful and prosperous 2013

From my little corner of the world on this bright sunny morn of the eve of a New Year.

From my little corner of the world on this bright sunny morn of the eve of a New Year.

December 31, 2012 at 4:18 pm 2 comments

Getting ready for Christmas at my house

Some might think that it’s pushing the season, but I like to decorate for Christmas over Thanksgiving. Then I’m “done.” All that is left is the enjoying. The evenings start so early now. Sunset into the Pacific is before dinner. Jesper and I love to light the candles, put on the Gregorian Chants and sip port wine in front of the fire.

This year I’m starting out with white orchids. There has been much agitation in the world, and I suppose my soul is crying out for purity – and peace. The grapes are meant to remind me daily of the abundance that blesses my life.  If you look carefully, you’ll spot a few angels hovering on my mantelpiece. Exist or not exist – it isn’t a question I’m asking this season. I’m relishing the simple joy they bring to my heart. And I hope yours. May this be a wonderful Christmas (or Hanukkah) season filled with love and good companionship for you all.

Early Christmas greetings from my house to yours!

November 28, 2012 at 5:44 pm 4 comments

A Shell Beach Fiery Sunset

The Universe treated us in Shell Beach on November 14, 2012 when the California Coastal Commission gave a unanimous thumbs-down to PG&E’s permit request for seismic testing that would have decimated marine life.

November 17, 2012 at 7:09 pm 2 comments

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