Author Archives: Donna Coulson
Finding Unexpected Secrets
I found an interesting quote in a magazine recently. It is attributed to Roald Dahl, author of James and the Giant Peach and other children’s stories, (actually, I am not a fan of Mr. Dahl’s books, but I like the quote.) Dahl says, “Watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest … Continue reading
Where the Deer and the Antelope play…
Another thing I love about Wyoming is how close humans are to wildlife – no matter where you go. While we were parked just outside Cheyenne, we were surrounded by antelope. The morning we arrived, we noticed a doe antelope wandering around near us, calmly eating grass and paying no attention to us. Later that … Continue reading
Home is Where We are.
I’ve left Wyoming, my birth place and where I grew up, “permanently”three times in my life. The first – at 18 years old when I joined the Navy. The second when Karl and I moved to California. The third time just seven months ago when we moved to the Virgin Islands. Based on the previous … Continue reading
Stop and Eat the Roses
Years ago my mom gave me a little ceramic plaque – which currently hangs happily in my kitchen at home – that has a picture of a goat and the words “Don’t forget to stop and eat the roses”. It’s always been a lighthearted reminder for me to enjoy the moment I’m in, which of … Continue reading
Timing is Everything
The whole idea behind coming back to the mainland in May or June is so that we can enjoy the warm weather and summer months here and miss out on the hot months on island. The plan is to go back before it gets cold here, thereby living in a perpetual summer that does not … Continue reading
The Gypsy life begins with a wedding
So far, our new gypsy existence has proven to be fun and relaxing – mostly. There were the harrowing moments of getting the trailer pulled out of its winter spot among the trees. The night before we left we had a downpour. A truly drenching deluge that soaked the ground. Pulling the trailer out meant … Continue reading
Dreams – pirates and gypsies
The first thing that Karl said to me this morning was that he was tired from driving all night. He went on to explain that all night, as we slept, he drove a big rig semi-truck through the jungles of Venezuela hauling styrofoam plates and grain to a meat packing plant. I never have such … Continue reading
Tatting
Tatting is an old fashioned art form. Kind of like crochet, only very different, tatting is a method of using thread or string to create lace and embellishments. My grandmother knew how to tat, I have a doily she made. My mother did not know how, though she is the one who taught me to … Continue reading
Lee Roddy – friend and encourager
A while ago I blogged a series about women in my life who were mentors. At the time, I didn’t think about the men who have been influential in my life. Maybe I should. Maybe I will! I saw on line this week that someone special to me passed away in February at the age … Continue reading
This is the Day the Lord has Made
When I was in high school, my mom wrote out a free verse poem for me on a piece of stationary. I still have it, in her dear and beautiful script, framed on my desk so I can read it often. When my children each grew up and got ready to leave home, I copied … Continue reading
