Rain running in rivulets down the driveway and into the street, raindrops spattering the deck and sliding off leaves, rain drumming, drumming on the roof–it’s a great way to start the day. Sunny days are getting to be a rarity. I’m excited about the upcoming release of Moonstruck and Murderous. Soon, I’ll reveal the […]
Jun 6, 2019
Saying Good-bye to a Cozy Critter
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(Cover picture is by Jane Barron.) We filled the round booth in the back corner of the cafe. A bouquet of flowers sat on the table. Gathered around were five Cozy Critters, Carolyn, Peg, Nancy, Jane, and me. We laughed, took pictures, and ate. But, at the center of it all was a bit of […]
Jun 5, 2019
Talking to Someone Who Isn’t There
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I saw a cartoon on Facebook something to the effect of authors talking to the characters in their books. Of course we do! I just hope nobody hears me sitting at my computer holding a conversation with an invisible person who speaks with a voice that is inaudible to everyone but me. Me: Ned, I don’t believe […]
Jun 4, 2019
Invaders from an Alien World
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Ants are on my cabinet, mosquitoes at the door; Summertime has come at last. Who could ask for more? I don’t know if they are coming in to escape the rain, or if the rain is causing them to multiply. Maybe each raindrop is a tiny capsule filled with baby mosquitoes and ants. Maybe they […]
Jun 3, 2019
An Early June Morning
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What is there about an early spring morning before the sun comes up, when the grass is soggy with yesterday’s rain? Everything is hushed and listening for the robin’s song and the dove’s call to announce a new beginning. Leaves are still except when the whisper of a breeze stirs them. The wonder of it […]
May 31, 2019
Frustrations and the Herb Garden
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We’ve had so much rain lately, that I hadn’t been able to stick the last of my little herbs into the ground. I didn’t want to dash out between lightning flashes and plant them in the mud. But, finally, a sunny day. I pulled up the grass and weeds that had dared to poke up […]
