Author: JodiLea

I don't pretend to be who/what I'm not. I will be honest here unless I publish under the category "This could be news," which is 99% fiction and a wee bit sarcastic. ;-) I want readers who come here to have as much fun as I do. Not all subjects can be fun, but most can be funny if I do my job right ;-) My inner child is reflected in my logo and will change at a moment's notice.

My Future “About” Page

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About the Author

J. Lea Greenfield has been writing stories since the age of ten. Always wanting to write a novel, she made many attempts through the years. Work, family, and life in general interrupted her bouts of creativity.

Journey to the Other Side

  Now retired, she has participated in NaNoWriMo, starting 2 very different novels, and finished them. Through the Door was published in the spring of 2026, and soon after, she was offered a contract to adapt her story into a screenplay.

OSCAR

Through the Door won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay in 2028 and was awarded the Oscar for Best Picture.

Since then, J. Lea has written 5 adult fiction novels, 4 children’s books, and 3 screenplays, and has written more books in the Through the Door series for the National Historical Society.

She lives on the western slope of the Sierra, with her husband and her dog.

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Above are the wishful predictions of a serious dreamer.

photo credit: IceNineJon via photopin cc

The Strong Survive

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After one month, the ‘forgotten flower’ seed pot now has three larger sprouts, and the tiny, wispy ones have faded away.

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I transplanted an avocado tree into a bigger pot and added soil to the other trees, then fed everybody. I had to take a shower afterwards, as I managed to soil myself (so to speak), just like baking. The flour mess is incredible. I have some fabric with a cute gardening print that I have been saving to make myself an apron. The time has come to do just that. In my spare time, of course. Maybe while hubby is at the rodeo this weekend…

Spring/Summer weather is finally stabilized. I love waking up, and the room is warm. Our windows are open, and fresh, warm air (along with dust, pollen, and the occasional skunkiness) wafts through the screens. We locals refer to this as “Mountain Air.” Way more preferable than the “Country Air” one experiences on Interstate 5. If you live in California, you know the stretch of road I’m talking about.

I would be remiss if I neglected to give you an update on my table garden.

The Table Garden

The table is positioned near the corner of the deck, to the right of the French doors. It is a monstrous metal and glass concoction. Because the glass top is coming loose from the steel frame, we rarely use it.

The eyesore it is, we keep it because it is perfect to hold plants, kids’ crafts, and put together puzzles. We just have to remember that we cannot lean on the table. We know this rule, and yet even Grandma is guilty of disturbing the glass. It needs to be washed off and covered for summer. In my spare time, of course.

[My spare time will be this week because Camp Gma opens this weekend and there are messy crafts planned.]

An interesting dilemma has come up. My smallest avocado tree registers on my Chat Plant app as a “Shea” plant. Unless you can grow a Shea tree from an avocado seed, one of us is wrong.

To be Continued…

Forgotten Seeds: Growing Fast

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The excitement continues in my little deck garden! After seeing little wildflower sprouts coming up in the ceramic pot, now called Melvin & Heidi’s Pot, I check on them every morning and talk to them. Every day, I swear they are 1/8th inch taller than the day before. If you missed the original post about the history of these seeds, you can find a link here.

One Week Later…
Afternoon Sun Worshipers

I’m already looking forward to next week’s report.

Meanwhile, the tea rose has its first spring bud, and the avocado trees are happily growing root-bound in their pots now that they are outside in the fresh air and sunshine. I expected them to die from the fumes always present in my hubby’s shop. Gasoline, varnish, and other toxic smells are in there.

Remember Carlos? He is doing well in Castro Valley, although he is a little lonely. I plan to handle his predicament by sending Sophia home with Jason and Karla this summer.

Carlos
Sophia

It is probably only a matter of time before my family has me committed to a facility. First, I’m raising avocado trees in the Sierra Nevada. Now I am match-making these trees.

Stay tuned …