Travels with The Rayman

We made it back from our desert sojourn last Friday afternoon.  So glad to be out from behind that sound wall, I’ll tell ya.   And I’ve been on a merry-go-round ever since.  Does your life go like that every … Keep Reading…

Some times a picture is worth a thousand words, I’ll give you that.  In this case, perhaps my way to describing events will be more interesting than a picture.  I’ll give it a try. This a.m.  (Mar. 22) we packed … Keep Reading…

    It’s been two weeks in Borrego Springs and tomorrow we head north.  It has been rather warm.  Warm enough for the chocolate that we spent a small fortune on to melt.  Melted chocolate means ruined chocolate.  Forget eating … Keep Reading…

As some of you may have noticed (or not), my blogging has slowed.  And I’m not sure why except that I’ve gotten lazy.  This my be true.  It may also be true that I attended a Writer’s Workshop last fall … Keep Reading…

“Dianna, just leave me alone.”   This is a direct quote.  A favorite plea from my husband, the erstwhile, Rayman.  He engages a slightly higher octave when spitting this out and he slows down his twangy drawl in order to, … Keep Reading…

From the shores of Pismo Beach, April 21, 2015 It all started on Saturday.  Our Italian friends invited us to dinner along with our friends, the Wyatts.  It was a delicious dinner featuring Italian food.  And the wine flowed freely.  … Keep Reading…