Mrs. Potts was lonely. The winter was long and cold, the days were dark and short, and snow kept hanging onto the streets like the remnants of an old, torn coat. The phone rang. Mrs. Deer’s voice came over the line. “Come on over for a bowl of stew and cornbread.” “Sure,” Mrs. Potts said, […]
Jun 11, 2021
Back to Bethel
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It was not a church building. It was a schoolhouse. As I remember, it was painted white. There may have been a dividing curtain inside the house so that when school was in session, the teacher of the early grades could separate her classroom from the teacher and children of the upper grades. A schoolhouse […]
Jun 10, 2021
A Really Odd Idea
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The world is sort of seething with restless, unhappy people. Our country seems among the most restless as people are being told they may have been taken advantage of and should see themselves as victims. Other people are afraid that perhaps they are guilty for wrong thoughts and attitudes, although they’ve never been aware that […]
Jun 9, 2021
Come Mosey With Me
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This morning, my thoughts are just moseying here and there, and going a far piece back into memory. Not sure what moseying means? Well, I’ve heard it all my life. It’s an old term that means to amble or to walk at a slow pace. That word, moseying, got me started thinking about other words […]
Jun 7, 2021
While I Wasn’t Looking
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While I wasn’t looking, things changed, time passed, and books accumulated. And accumulated. Now, books lie stacked on my carpet, newly released from their box prisons and I wonder, Where do they go from here? Used to be, books, I mean actual pick-it-up-in-your-hands books, were my mainstay. Now, everything from fiction to how-to information, can […]
Jun 4, 2021
Banishing Shadows
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Do you ever wake in the darkness before dawn and lie in bed, just thinking? It’s in those moments that thoughts, both good and bad, come creeping. Things that we suppress during the day find this is a good time to keep us awake. Maybe it’s then that we are at our creative best. Francis […]
