What had seemed a winter-bleak street, strangers peering at me from behind their curtains as I followed my old dog around the block, became instead a lane of homes, golden with lamplight, harboring kind souls.
Becca Brin Manlove. Photo by Patina Photography
Hi.
I’m a slow blogger, a fast kid-catcher (as Grandma Daycare), a carbon-sinner tree hugger, and a believer in both magic and science. I’ve lost two good men to heart attacks, my mom to Alzheimer’s, and my dad while he was living with me. So naturally, I’m blogging about gratitude. Also, writing essays about mistakes I make while celebrating life in northeastern Minnesota. My unpublished novel is about a crabby retired teacher who is either an earth angel in training or in the early stages of Alzheimer’s. My book, Hauling Water won some nice awards, including an IPPY. If you’re a Writer’s Agent, I could use your help.