Barbara Falconer Newhall

Widowed, I’m Staying Put. And So Are My Bricks

I’m widowed, but I’m staying put for now. Also staying put are the charming old bricks in our backyard staircase. Read more.

Here’s my 600th post on a blog that’s seen me through births, deaths, a major house remodel, a pandemic, and some dark nights of the soul. Read more.

My grown-up kids are coming for a visit this week. There will be just the three of us Peter, Christina and I. Read more.

When my husband passed away, he took the family encyclopedia with him. Fun facts, handy info, and beloved family stories went with him. Read more.

My husband is dead. Forget “in lieu of.” I want the flowers. Read more.

My daughter had never cut anyone’s hair, ever. But my flyaway pandemic hair needed cutting. So I took a chance. The results were smashing. Read more.

I wish I’d written more stories about my husband. But he was a good guy, and our marriage didn’t generate a lot of bloggable drama. Read more.