A Warm, Sunny Welcome to a Notorious Guest

A Warm, Sunny Welcome to a Notorious Guest

Happy first day of winter and a hearty welcome to a notorious guest. Today is the shortest day of the year, the longest night, the day when the sun begins heading north instead of south, and a spring-like day in NW Arkansas. It’s as if warm weather and autumn are having a final fling, a […]

Meandering Past Houses in the Fog

The fog sinks lower this morning, quietly seeping through treetops and around the roofs of houses. We had rain last night, I’m happy to say, and I guess the fog must be the result of warm and cool air colliding. Nemo lies snoozing near the Christmas tree. It’s the start of a quiet, slow morning. […]

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 […]

Out With the Trash and Debris

Out With the Trash and Debris

Trash! It does accumulate, doesn’t it? Before we know it, we have caches of stuff that we don’t use any more, but we hold onto it with a feverish grip born of familiarity. Sometimes, we get so used to it we don’t even see it any more; it’s just part of the scenery. Yesterday, I […]

The Strange Case of the Invisible Mystery Writer

The Strange Case of the Invisible Mystery Writer

This is a strange case and could be thought of as fiction–it all depends on your experience, as a reader. My experience comes from the viewpoint of a writer. Maybe this is all make-believe, pretend, the stuff from which imaginary tales are made. Or, maybe it isn’t. What if it could be true? What if, […]

Looking Into the Face of Evil

Looking Into the Face of Evil

Evil lived in the heart of someone in Ednalee. What does the face of evil look like, Ned wondered. Among those smiling faces at the luncheon, did a friendly countenance hide a dark heart? Was someone planning Bessiebelle’s death before the luncheon or did something there spur the murder? Did Bessiebelle herself bring on her […]