BeachAlert File #1

Once upon a time there was a beautiful beach in Southern California.  It had pretty little houses lined up along the strand.  They cost a million dollars.  Let’s live here when we grow up, okay? Then we could take a walk on the beach every day.  We would see things like runners and walkers, skaters …

Introduction to the BeachAlert Files

I’ve been promising to archive my BeachAlert files for what seems like a very long time to me.  Now I’m finally getting around to it. About ten years ago, BeachAlert was an occasional ezine I’d publish on an irregular basis after my almost-daily walks on the beach. I’d heard about negative ions and how they …

A Woman’s Prerogative…

“A woman’s prerogative is to change her mind,” right? Well, based on an idea that came to me in the middle of the night — we women do that, you know.  Change our minds, I mean.  Remember the children’s story Madeline, where in the middle of the night Mrs. Clavel turned on the light and …

Holy Moley! I’m Blogging!

So this is a blog — where you can tell people everything they always wanted to know about you (and some things they didn’t). So I’m just sitting here cackling to myself, as I try to figure out where the balance is between transparency and mystery.  Doesn’t a woman need both?  Good thing I’m a …

BeachAlert File #15

Here’s the beach at sunset.  It deserves equal time.  The gulls are flying north.  One of these days I’m going to discover where they spend the night.  It must be some exclusive seagull resort. All the life forms are feverishly active, as if that would make the day live longer, especially after the red sun …