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I hate saying goodbye. But sometimes I have no choice. Farewell, Bill Coleman, photographer extraordinaire of the Amish. He died at age 88 after battling heart disease. We can see through his lens what an extraordinarily generous heart he had as well as a keen eye....

Greetings and thanks for stopping by my blog! I wish each one of you a wonderful Friday and weekend. Here are a few photos for your entertainment. Sun setting over Lake Washington a few days ago I resisted buying flowers. Too early! Always fun shopping in Lancaster...

Coming June 1, 2014! I’ve heard people who dwell in close-knit communities or are members of a group of like-minded thinkers enjoy longevity and experience more satisfaction in life. Intrigued, I investigated on the Internet, but came up empty, although WebMd.com...

As an Ohio girl, I’ve always been aware of the Amish. Every year during my childhood, my family would make an annual trip to Holmes County around Easter. We went to enjoy the scenery, eat, and shop. It’s one of my favorite childhood memories. I can see my dad now...

The Amish choose, in a sense, to wear a uniform every day. No closets stuffed with frilly clothes and high heels. Just the opposite; humility and modesty are essential. They do their best to avoid appearing pretentious or in competition with others. Within the many...

While preparing to write The Quaker and the Rebel, book one of my Civil War series of romances, I was pleasantly surprised to discover Ohio’s pivotal role. Being a northern and decidedly “Yankee” state, Ohio provided a multitude of soldiers and officers to the Union...

? This early snow in Lancaster County caught us by surprise a couple of years ago Last week, as I listened to weather reports for most of the nation, I cringed. Much of the country was blanketed in white and brutally cold. At times like this I think of the Amish and...

Thank you, Kate, for allowing me to guest blog on your website. I appreciate the opportunity for me to share at the start of a brand new year. I hope I can encourage your readers as we embark upon 2014 with fresh hopes and dreams. We are already one week into the New...

A glimpse of the Cascade Mountains through the fog Hurray, a weekend getaway for my husband and me. But we awoke our first morning in a fog. Quite literally: enveloped in a dense white cloud. Our beach cabin was socked in, what pilots call zero visibility. Slowly, the...

Yummy treats in Bird-in-Hand, PA Driving home after a lunch out with my husband, the melody to the song "My Favorite Things" wove its way through my mind. I couldn't quite recall the words ... Chocolates and gumdrops and books that are written Clip-clopping horses and...