Respect and remembrance–two important words that sum up the history of Decoration Days at cemeteries. The deck is wet with rain this morning, the morning is dark. A dove and a robin are trying to wake up the other birds with their songs, and I think back to yesterday and the annual observance of Decoration […]
May 14, 2021
A Burst of May Energy
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Yesterday was a beautiful, sunny day, too pretty to stay indoors. So, I went for more plants and herbs. Only thing about my yard is that most plants require a degree of sunshine and my back yard is shady. This is due to a willow oak, a maple, and a mulberry tree. So, instead of […]
May 13, 2021
People Like You and Me
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People. Have you ever wondered what makes them tick? Have you ever pondered what keeps them going? If you knew, really knew someone, would you like what you found out? If others really knew you, would they like you? Sometimes, these questions take on too much importance. We’re afraid of letting others get to know […]
May 12, 2021
The Shape on the Stairs
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Thunder growled, ever closer. Those empty rooms of the house must surely be too dark for a proper photographing session, which was a relief, because I didn’t relish the idea of being inside them. The Saunders Place hadn’t been lived in, since, who knew when. With no heirs, and no living person to lay […]
May 10, 2021
A Little of Old, a Little of New
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Do you know how scary it is to take responsibility for publishing your own book? Well, let me tell you, for a first-timer, it’s pretty scary. I’m determined, though. So, one day soon, maybe Ned McNeil’s brand-new fourth mystery will be on Amazon. I hope. As I’m feeling sort of antsy, I’ve turned this morning […]
May 9, 2021
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom
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On Mother’s Day, Mom always wore a corsage of white roses to church. Used to be that was the custom–if your mother was no longer with you, you wore white flowers; if she was still here, you wore red flowers. That tradition has probably flown, like so many. I think of Mom every day and […]
