When Friends Get Together

When Friends Get Together

As someone on a Facebook page said, “Together is the very best place to be.” Our group was small–Nancy was on a speaking engagement and Carolyn had a nasty cough–but Peg, Jane, and I enjoyed a lively conversation, shortbread, and chocolates. Jane brought the chocolate turtles, and my! Were they good!. Oh! Along with cups […]

Buz, the Hill Country Fox, Conclusion

Buz, the Hill Country Fox, Conclusion

This is the conclusion to Buz, the Hilly Country Fox. I hope you enjoy it and maybe read it to a youngster in your life. Slipping from bush to rock, Buz followed the shepherds. Every once in a while, the shepherds would pause and point to the sky. At last, they stopped in front of […]

Just An Appetizer of a Mystery

Just An Appetizer of a Mystery

Last night, a thunderstorm blew through, in a hurry to get somewhere else, evidently. We did get a sample, just an appetizer of rain. It left me hoping for more. The temperature has dropped now to a more seasonal level.  You know, life has more real mysteries than a writer could ever dream up. Sometimes, […]

An Inner Core of Firm Resolve or The Lesson From the Avocado

An Inner Core of Firm Resolve or The Lesson From the Avocado

We’ve all heard, “Growing old is not for sissies.” Let me enlarge on that: “Writing is not for sissies.” Or, just about anything we want with our whole heart and have to work hard to get is not for the faint-hearted. We must have an inner core of firm resolve. Sort of like the avocado. […]

Determination, Your Name Is Squirrel

Determination, Your Name Is Squirrel

A small, bushy-tailed animal, a few years ago, made a big impression on me. If anyone had determination, he did. As I looked out my front room window, I saw a small squirrel, probably young and inexperienced,  pulling a stick across the yard. This wasn’t just any stick, it was  a big stick. It was at least […]

A Cross Patch Day Made Right

A Cross Patch Day Made Right

What do you get when you cross a cloudy, damp, chilly day with three lively ladies, coffee, and snickerdoodles? Well, you get a cozy critique, of course. The rain had stopped by time for the critique but I doubt rain, sleet, or snow would have stopped Peg and Jane from trudging through the November day. […]