Coffee with a Squirrel

    As I sat in front of my window, a movement caught my eye. A squirrel with something in his mouth, possibly an acorn, nosed down the crepe myrtle. He didn’t move with a purpose, but in small, jerky runs. Upon reaching the ground, he scurried under the juniper, nosed around a bit, then […]

Begin Again

Something about autumn puts in a remembering mood. Does it do that to you, or are you filled with vim and vitality for a brand new season? I was thinking about books. I’ve read a couple of good ones lately that I didn’t want to end, but the good thing is they are in a […]

Is That All?

Is That All?

I thought you might enjoy this from six years ago. Yesterday was a day of unfolding stories and learning how some stories ended. I saw and talked with  three friends from completely different backgrounds and different walks in life. I don’t see them often; in fact, I haven’t seen a couple of them in years. I caught up […]

Fall Feelings

Fall Feelings

Summer’s Afterglow The melody of autumn is played on muted strings, A symphony of wind and trees, the song September sings. The rhythm of the autumn rain is somnolent and slow; From softened skies, a lullaby in summer’s afterglow. –Blanche Day Manos September is that, isn’t it…summer’s afterglow? Each spring, leaves, flowers, grass are bursting […]

What’s in the Whisper?

What’s in the Whisper?

A cornfield at the end of summer with the wind moving through–a hundred whispers of dry, rustling stalks speaking to each other. They’ve felt the warmth of sun, held the golden, full ears of yellow corn, as they stood with tasseled heads erect, their roots deep in damp earth. They’ve known the farmer and his […]

A Real Life Mystery

A Real Life Mystery

Last night, I was watching a live presentation from a flooded area along the Texas coast. The reporter was standing on a higher, safe place, out of the water, and reporting on the flood in this coastal town. The streets were swimming with water, impassable. One stalled car already half-floated near the curb. The water […]

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