Let me start by saying that no one ever calls me Deborah! Well…unless you count the times my mom yelled at me. In that case, Deborah was often followed by my middle name. I’ve always gone by Deb or Debbie. So why Deborah’s Palm? For the sake of time, I’ll answer that in my first blog post, “Under Construction.”

To be honest, I was building this site as a “landing page” for a book I just wrote called La Belle Communauté. However, this “landing page” is taking on a life of its own – even if I’m not sure exactly what it will become. Kind of typical of life isn’t it? You think you’re going one way, but end up somewhere else.

A little like the picture on the header of this page. Candle-lit dinner under palm trees… sandy beach… the sound of the ocean waves. My dream home!

Look at the picture again. It’s not a place to live; it’s an oasis… a place to relax, grab a drink, and have a great meal before moving on.

That’s life, so grab the camels (or pink elephants – thanks, Roadside America!), and let’s go!