By Martha Steger Member-at-large The sun’s brightest rays fall on another hemisphere. I lie trapped in long frozen night as wakening quail summons its might to chip through icy ... Read more
By Barbara Castle Hanson Cape Canaveral Branch (Florida) You are no longer suffering, “in a better place.” I’m glad for that. But that place is not with me anymore. ... Read more
By Fern Overvold Atlanta Branch (Georgia) Tall and slender the sea oats bow to one another without breaking. Something in their sandy shoes allows them to tilt from their ... Read more
By Sally Wahl Constain Jacksonville Branch (Florida) One of the first things we learned way back then in Camp Tioga was how to float, front and back and how ... Read more
By Dorothy Atkins Santa Clara County Branch I am an artist, writer, entrepreneur, storyteller, and a Pen Woman. I had been preparing for this all my life. As a youngster, ... Read more
By Barb Whitmarsh Bayou City Branch (Texas) When day dies and shadows are no longer shade Now silhouettes and things Of which imaginations made And the wind ordinary by ... Read more
