"Surprise! If there's no snow for us Huskies to pull sleds through we can swim to cool off."
"Does she love me for my good looks or my digging skills? Both, certainly!"
"Yeah, but I can drive!"
"Can you find me in my doggie camo? Hint: I was wearing red when you first met me."
"Some of us don't have to do anything to be appreciated. We can simply find a sunny spot and pretend to be scupture."
"Whew! At last"
Imagine this photograph as an album cover. Or a metaphor for life. Enjoy leafing through. Do you like taking pictures?
Marilyn showed me how to put my best knee forward. By the way, that's a classic Forties hairdo. Are we having fun...where's the jungle gym?
Garden shops tempt me every spring. I forget my vow never to dig another hole. However, a special friend volunteers to help me plant in pots. See friend below.
"Yes,the friend is ME, who else!? Here's a green pot. Oh, you wanted an orange one? Just a minute--I'll fetch one. Sure, you're welcome!"
Back to the blonde of childhood. At age thirty, an experiment to see if blondes really do have more fun. Well! They get a head start because blonde hair lights up a room!
First exciting year as a media specialist (AKA librarian): working on posters for a reading contest, wearing carpentry apron filled with thumbtacks.
Check out those furry black ear muffs Dad is wearing. He was always game to go anywhere. Here we're standing on ice on the Blue Ridge Parkway in December. We stopped here because the highway patrol was setting up a barrier to further travel. We'd have to wait for another day to photograph snow covered vistas.
Being a school media specialist was great fun. This is a collage of cycles. Is time a river, or a lake? Some people just like to say what goes around comes around.
Berniece likes to shop with a stuffed animal in her buggy.
Our favorite activity is eating out--anywhere! Marilyn's fans enjoy meeting Berniece at book signings, saying it gives them an idea of how Marilyn would look today. I'm lucky to have such a fun pal for a mom. In her eighties she can still do a mean tap dance.
Spring 2003. No more digging! Just enjoying the blooms of other prople's gardens.
One summer evening when I was a teenager I was possessed with the desire to get a good camera and make a collection of sunsets. This is the place that inspired my wish: Paine's Prairie in central Florida. I captured these colors in 2002. A lovely sunset seems a fitting close for an album, don't you think?
. . . . . November in North Carolina
This site is under construction. Looking for more sunsets . . .and fun stuff . . .
Marilyn Monroe's life with her niece (Mona),sister and mother. A loving family memoir co-authored with Berniece Baker Miracle. Includes a private collection of photographs.
"...a highly literary, readable account." --The Bookwatch.
Whom can Wesley call upon for help in a cross racial marriage? Perhaps Bastet, the Egyptian goddess with the head of a cat. Perhaps twenty-three adopted cats. Perhaps his kitten of a granddaughter. Erotic, comic, tragic, redemptive, this 275 page novel follows Wesley's tribulations in Charlotte, San Francisco, Tokyo and Asheville.
Eleven short works highlight women, men, teenagers and elders undergoing a fission experience. From Ice Age France to contemporary New York, their courage to explore a new path unites them.
Anthologies, ed. by C. Miles and N. Dillingham
Mona's other engaging tragi-comic stories appear in: WOMEN'S SPACES/WOMEN'S PLACES; CLOTHES LINES; CHRISTMAS PRESENCE; IT'S ALL RELATIVE.