This morning, I’m posting a chapter from By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, when Ned was thankful to just be alive. Chapter 5 The next day passed peacefully. I kept an eye out for questionable people, invited Pat and Jackie over and stayed close to home. It wasn’t that I was scared or intimidated; […]
Jun 6, 2023
Who Was That Little Fellow?
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This isn’t St. Patrick’s Day, but, oh well…the world is pretty and green this morning, so here’s a stretch to the imagination. One soft and misty morning, on a day so fine and rare, My heart felt light as birdsong, without one single care, As I strode through the heather into a forest tall, I […]
Jun 5, 2023
Where Did That Come From?
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The afternoon was dampish, but it was time to fill the bird baths, so Nemo and I opened the back door. As we stepped out on the deck, I noticed the wind had picked up, bringing with it a sprinkling of rain. “Hmm. Maybe we should wait a while,” I told my pup. Before we […]
Jun 2, 2023
Danger From Within
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Today’s post is my opinion on what I see happening. My opinion is the only one I have. If you think it may offend you, please read no further. I am more than a little concerned about all the dissent around us. None of us remembers the American Civil War. Even our great-grandparents were born […]
Jun 1, 2023
June Bugs and Fireflies
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Are you a June Bug? If you’re one of those lucky people born this month, you’ve got a lot of good things going for you. First, there’s your birthstone–you have two of them! The pearl and the Alexandrite are yours. Flowers? Also two–the rose and the honeysuckle. So, you’re bright and shiny, have infinite value, […]
May 31, 2023
The Everlasting Catalpa
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One night in Oklahoma, several years ago a strong wind came through. Oklahoma’s winds are sometimes memorable and this one was no exception. It wasn’t a twisting, swirling tornado, but a straight, hard wind that blew over a huge catalpa tree that had stood in my parents’ back yard for generations. I believe this flowering […]
