My husband and I looked down at our sad miniature rose. "I don't think it's going to make it," Peter said. When Peter gave me the little...

Is it because I grew up in the desert? My imagination has always harbored a fascination for islands and lighthouses. I think whatever is...

How do memories transform creativity and imagination? For artist and poet Kate Greenaway, childhood memories created a swirl of color,...

What I'll Never Know Have you ever browsed in a used bookstore and wondered about an inscription? I still remember one I found inside a...

It starts with a low rumble. As the noise grows louder, I shade my eyes and look up at the blue sky. Overhead, the roar approaches and...

The Possibilities of a Handwritten Name Sunlight streamed into the children's room as the librarian handed my older sister her first...

When L. M. Montgomery published Anne's House of Dreams in 1917, she was far from home. She lived 1,675 km from Prince Edward Island. In...

If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need . — Cicero Lush gardens and books are delights that never grow old. The...

For those who love reading, the busy December holidays can be a challenge. No matter what the season, book lovers always find a few...

Autumn on Prince Edward Island My husband and I started out married life in an apartment near the University of California, Berkeley....

My husband and I can never resist a sign that reads “Library Book Sale.” On an autumn afternoon filled with brilliant colors and...

After a week of what we call "Junuary" in the Pacific Northwest—a week filled with cloudy gray skies—I woke up to the summer sun...

What can the height of a table tell you? If you walked into a special children's library of long ago, a small table could tell you a...

On a cool autumn evening in Chicago, Christie Edwards faces a life-altering decision. She is attending an awards ceremony at the 1893...

Golden-crowned Kinglet The temperature had dipped to 7° F, and I was concerned. On winter walks, I always watch for one of my favorite...

First Freedom: Escape into the Night She prayed that the night would be kind. Touching her daughter's shoulder one last time, her...

"Each of us has something to give that no one else has." ​ As I took a walk around my favorite lake, I snapped a quick picture. When I...

Howdy, Y'all! I'm Ruby Mae, and it is such a pleasure to be here today. Thank you, Linda, for having me as a guest blogger! Today, I'd...

Mary Stewart Moment #1 I had a delightful and unexpected “Mary Stewart" moment this week—a perfect way to celebrate the author’s...

A Story Without an End Have you heard this beautiful song , a favorite of mine, performed by teacher and musician Earl Grant? As the...

Cinderella's fairy godmother created glass slippers with just a flick of her wand. She would have needed to work overtime, however, to...

Do you remember the posters of your childhood? I especially recall the ones I saved up for with pennies, nickels and dimes earned from...

As I drove my car back to Portland, Oregon after a job interview, I wrestled with a decision. At each turn of the road, trees and...

A strange thing happens every time I face a blank computer screen. A heavy weight of uneasiness settles inside me—a feeling of inadequacy...