Remember that old, scary film, Out of the Fog? Well, it’s foggy this morning, and so thick that it looks as if anything could slowly emerge from the fog–eerie and silent. What is there about fog that appeals to imaginations? Maybe it’s because it distorts things and makes the familiar seem weird and unknown. […]
Mar 24, 2020
More Than What It Appears
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My dining table is traveling incognito. Sure, it looks like what it is–a wood table that has seen a lot of use, but it’s actually more than it appears to be. My mother bought the table years ago after she saw it sitting on someone’s front porch. She stopped and asked if it was for […]
Mar 23, 2020
Gathered Around the Hearthfire — II
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My guest blogger this morning is my niece Missy Albrecht. The stories are some my brother Tracy Day told her. They are family stories, handed down from generation to generation. Storytelling is the oldest form of entertainment and also of oral history, often told as families gathered around the hearthfire after a day’s work. […]
Mar 21, 2020
Times Like These
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Actually, there has never been a time like this in the United States of America. For us, the sweeping changes caused by a virus are something new, different, unwanted, and unpleasant. There’s an old song, In Times Like These. We used to sing it a lot at General Baptist in Tahlequah. Another song which expresses […]
Mar 20, 2020
Some Turn to Writing
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In this enforced alone time, some of us turn to writing. I highly recommend it. If you aren’t a writer, you can become one! You really need to keep an account of your daily activities because, guess what? This won’t last. There’s light at the end of the tunnel. Last spring, I’d never have […]
Mar 19, 2020
A Nifty Fifties Lady
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I wrote this a few years back. Believe it or not, the Fifties Lady is still on my ‘frig. This picture is on the wall of my refrigerator. It is an inspiration. I mean, just look at this woman. She is decidedly straight from the 1950s, no doubt about it. Look at those pink […]
