Good Monday morning, all you early bird coffee and tea drinkers. Did you read a cozy mystery over the weekend? Speaking of mysteries brings to mind Edgar Allan Poe. One of his poems, a favorite with me, is The Raven. “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary…” My husband and I […]
Sep 17, 2023
An Old Feud and Tragedy
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“It’s not as if I’m in any sort of danger,” I told Ulysses, the next day after the fire. “I’m not out trying to find a guilty party or anything. The crime that happened fifty years ago at the Saunders house has already been investigated. But, I admit I’m curious about the Saunders and Newton […]
Sep 16, 2023
Magical September Rain
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What is it about a gentle rain that is calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain dripping from leaves and eaves, thunder rumbling softly in the distance; this is September, tucking the world in. Nighttime rain is comforting; daytime rain is exciting. Why? Children know. The ditch alongside […]
Sep 12, 2023
Quilts
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Saturday, I went to a quilt fair on the grounds of Shiloh Museum. It was a beautiful day and the quilts were blooming on the grassy lawn like so many summer flowers. I’ve found that crafters love talking about their work and these were no exception. They told me about the history of the quilts, […]
Sep 11, 2023
Puzzled as Puppies
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I was sitting on my deck this morning, watching yellow redbud leaves drift slowly down and I had a distinct urge to put those leaves back on the tree, saying, No, it’s not that time yet! I was reminded of the Little Golden Book, The Four Puppies. If you haven’t read that book, you’re missing […]
Sep 9, 2023
A Clue in the Wallpaper
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“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.” “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!” Stung, I said, “What a thing […]
