As I was watering the gardens at our home in the Sierra Foothills this morning, two wonderful neighbors appeared on their morning walk with their two wire haired fox terriers.

For ten days this September, the world has come together in rare unity to mourn the passing of the extraordinary woman recognized universally as “the Queen.”

In the 10-day period of mourning following the death of Queen Elizabeth II, the world is focused on the extraordinary life and dedicated service of a woman who has touched millions of lives for as long as many of us can remember.

As summer approaches its end, weather extremes dominate the news in dry regions of the West.

There is nothing quite like a ripe, juicy, red homegrown tomato.

In the early morning coolness, before temperatures rise into the 90s in the Sierra foothills above Nevada City, I find myself daydreaming in dappled light while watering my garden.

On August 10, 2022, a moving remembrance by Candice Millard of America’s beloved master historian David McCullough appeared in The Atlantic.

My life with Kit began in the summer of 1977 when he walked into a classroom at UCLA and lit up the room with his energy and inner light.

On September 4, 2020, I wrote the first of what is now 100 blogs on my website.

Family reunions are a tradition in the Salter family and not to be missed.

Whenever the Salter clan gathers en masse, it is by nature an international event.

There is always a story that connects us with food. And sometimes there is a book and movie as well.

I’ve never forgotten the taste of my first, fresh-off-the-tree sour cherry. It was late June in the Midwest.

My pal Louise Dusenbery just turned 98 this week. She and I have a special history.

There are times when life gives you lemons and you are left to make the best of the situation.

Economic and political news is depressing these days, to say the least.

In October 1948, Dwight D. Eisenhower wrote an inspiring open letter to America’s students.

On the final morning of a rainy May, a solitary cinnamon-brown bird emerges from the leafy shadows at the edge of our Missouri woods.

Language has the power to connect us over distance and time.

In dark times when the world becomes too much, I feel the need re-root myself in memories that provide a sense of balance in a world that has gone upside down.