Maybe it’s because October is here and with its arrival, the promise of cooler weather. Crisp days and nights make me think of much chillier temps and that, of course, leads to the thoughts of the fireplace. So, why do I have a life-long love of fireplaces? Could it be because Irish ancestors sat […]

Sep 29, 2019
Wet Your Whistle
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“Sit down and wet your whistle.” What? What does that mean? A dry mouth and lips don’t whistle very well, so, this was a welcoming invitation, to come in, sit down, and have something to drink. I grew up hearing whistling. Dad didn’t whistle as much as Mom did. Dad sang a lot, but when […]

Sep 26, 2019
Manos Meanderings
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It’s my own fault that I’m feeling muddled and fuzzy-minded this morning. It was my dream, you see, and the dream was because of the book I’m reading. I’m enjoying Emily Brightwell’s newest cozy, Mrs. Jeffries and the Alms of the Angel. I have the bad habit of waking up during the wee, small hours, […]




