Home, Sweet Home

Houses can be bought and sold, but homes cannot.  Perhaps a house is no more than a few square feet of floor space but to someone, it’s home. Old houses, large houses, tiny houses and tumble-down houses have histories. As I pass them by,  I wonder if love lived within their walls. I wonder if […]

Fred and the New House

Fred the cat was happy in the tumbledown, comfortable house he shared with Jake. He liked the soft feel of the worn floor and the way that floor squeaked when Jake shuffled across it.  He liked the sag in the ceiling and the way the light swayed and shadows danced when the wind blew hard […]

What Ghost?

What Ghost?

Agnes shook her head. “So, Mildred bought a house that was haunted? If she truly believed that, why would she do such a dumb thing?             Clara sipped her tea. “Of course, she didn’t know that, at the time.”             Agnes chuckled. “So, who or what is supposed to haunt this place? And, by the […]

The House Sitter

The House Sitter

Agnes Clover set her broom on the porch and glared up at this monstrosity of a house. How did she wind up here, far from her home town and her warm, friendly neighborhood? Maybelle, her ever faithful hound rubbed against her, soulful eyes brimming with sympathy and wagged her tail.  Agnes reached down and patted […]

A Clue in the Wallpaper?

A Clue in the Wallpaper?

Sleep was hard to come by that night. My dreams were riddled with ghosts and scraps of paper which kept floating just beyond my grasp. When a tumble-down house fell in on me, I awoke, my heart pounding. I’d had enough. Stumbling downstairs, I aimed my feet toward the kitchen.             The nightmares were one […]

A Staying Kind of Barn

One spring day many years ago, a farmer decided to build a fine log barn. First, he gathered large stones. He chipped and fitted them together for a firm foundation. The farmer cut many trees, chopped off limbs, and smoothed the trunks. Notch and groove, groove and notch, the logs rose straight and true atop […]