It's about time...

In Ecuador on a birding trip. 

It's about time. Three years ago, I had these clever guys set up a great website...that I have not updated! The lack of activity worried some people into thinking that I was not well or maybe that I'd left the planet. 

   I'm healthy, happy, creative, and walking 3 miles a day.  The truth about my web silence is that I'd rather be writing, spinning, weaving, knitting, dreaming, walking in wilderness or adventuring somewhere with my husband (the fabulous Art Evans). Learning how to do techie things can be crazy making.

Grey haired me wearing
Writers' Colony at Dairy Hollow
in Eureka Springs, AR t-shirt.

   Our mothers did pass on after living with us until they were 92 and 90. It's taken a year and a half to get my bearings and begin writing again. Each mom felt that she was the only queen mother and openly squabbled with the other one. I think I could write a sitcom. Quoting one, for example, "I'm not gonna die first because she'll get my room!"  I think they enjoyed the hostilities that kept them fired up and righteously indignant. They passed within 3 months of each other. 

These are alpaca gloves I knitted.  I gave them to a woman on the
Tibetan Plateau when we visited wilderness in China.

I'm not touring but have had the honor of appearing with
 Kelly and Donna (Still on the Hill) as my band

Arthur and I have run away on bird and critter watching trips to India, Ecuador, Madagascar, China, Peru, Brazil, Argentina, Uganda, Borneo, and a few others. Journals, pictures, videos, and those magic moments, like tigers in the wild.  

Arthur on the Sacred Way

I guess I can't put everything on this space right now. I'll try to figure out more of the blog stuff.  Hugs, Crow

I LOVED writing this book.