It is a very old sewing machine and not a whole one, at that. Years ago my mother removed the head and made a place for my typewriter to rest. Since that time, the typewriter has been replaced by my computer. It’s where I sit each day to write. Mom bought it for my grandmother […]
Feb 27, 2013
Birds and Squirrels
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I don’t know who wrote this old poem, but it goes like this: ‘Neath a tall and spreading tree, Birds and squirrels drink their tea. Each one takes a dainty sup From a tiny acorn cup. The birds and squirrels that frequent my back yard feeders are not concerned with the niceties of eating. They […]
Feb 26, 2013
Snow and Words
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Winter, with a magical wave of its weather wand, changes the landscape into a snowy world. Several years ago, I wrote about the beauty of a snowfall: SILENCE A soft and downy, drowsy day, The sky is furry, blurry gray; No wind to blow the snow away In patches. The trees are draped with frozen […]
Feb 25, 2013
To Look Back Or Not
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Yesterday as I was thinking about writing this blog, I remembered other writing I’ve done through the years. At one time, I wrote a column for my hometown newspaper, The Tahlequah Daily Press. I called the column Looking Back. In it, I told stories of my mother’s childhood as she had told them to me. I also […]
Feb 22, 2013
Painting a Word Picture
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The world is full of real-life mysteries; things that we can’t explain. That’s OK with me. I think there should be some things left to the imagination. For example, those ghost lights I mentioned the other day. Now, there are lots of theories but do they really explain them? And is there any rational reason […]
Feb 21, 2013
Patchwork Snow
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The yards and roofs wear white patches today, remnants of yesterday’s blanket of snow. Today’s weather had a little of everything; that is, everything except warmth and sunshine. This morning I awoke to thunder followed by sleet followed by rain. And brooding over all of it was a gray sky, not a trace of blue. […]
