Author Archives: Donna Coulson

I find it incredibly interesting that cases of osteoporosis significantly increased in the mid 2000s. In fact, from 2005 to 2018 “data from the National Health and Nutrition Examination Survey shows a significant increase in cases.” Google says this is due to the “aging global population”. Huh. My grandmas aged, they didn’t drink milk, they … Continue reading »

Back in November, (the 10th to be accurate), I wrote about the barren coldness of the coming winter. I shared that I’d received a ‘glimmer of hope’ in the guise of some tulip bulbs, planted with the hope of their promise. Well here we are! April, and a gift has arrived. My tulips have begun … Continue reading »

What a beautiful, loving God we have! I hope you had a wonderful Easter. Ours was quiet and gentle, much different than the Resurrection Morning described in the Bible. I can imagine the disbelief, the stress, the internal panic that probably took place that morning. “What? His body is gone? You are mistaken, I’m sure.” … Continue reading »

A bit ago, the book club I’m a member of decided to honor two members who are no longer with us by donating a Book Club Kit to our county library in their memory. During a meeting I couldn’t attend, the ladies decided that the book they wanted to donate for the kit was The … Continue reading »

For the last few years, by this point in the spring, I am furiously working on finishing a novel. You know, reading each page over and over for the inevitable typo and working on ‘fun stuff’ like formatting and covers. But not this year. Sorry. First off, there was a lot going on last fall … Continue reading »

In January, Karl and I made a trip to Moab.  I’ve been there twice before, and both those times, my friend Mary Jane —  the reason for the trip — welcomed me to her home and made me feel like I was special. Like I was the person she most wanted to see at that … Continue reading »

Hey friends, have you recently gone to Amazon to buy a copy of my first novel, Mountain Time and been confused with finding it listed for a crazy high price?  Don’t be dismayed or confused, and don’t be taken for a ride somewhere you don’t need to go.  Somehow, there’s a guy out there (actually … Continue reading »

Karl and I were talking about the Christmas story last night. Specifically, we were discussing the angel’s appearance to the shepherds and the wonder of a battalion of angels singing overhead. He asked a question neither of us had thought of before. ‘Do you suppose the angels knew? Did they have access to God’s full, … Continue reading »

You might think this is a picture of an empty flower bed. Just dirt. Barren.  November arrived ten days ago.  Along with it came a time change which plunged us into darkness each day before I’m ready, trees without color, vicious winds that cut through nearly any coat I chose, a definite dip in night and … Continue reading »

I’ve always loved Emily Dickenson’s poem that starts “Hope is a thing with Feathers.”  That image touches me. I love that she doesn’t call hope a bird, but instead a ‘thing’ with feathers. I’ve been pondering what kind of a ‘thing’ joy is, but naming the essence of joy isn’t easy. To me, joy is … Continue reading »