The rain stopped a few minutes ago, but the sky is still dark and I’m wondering if there’s more. When storms come, whether they be rain or wintry storms, I think about those who are homeless and wish better things for them–comfort and safety, a warm and dry place to be. I wish that […]
Apr 17, 2019
A Memory of Yesterday
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As I was shuffling through old posts this morning, I came across this one, written in January five years ago. It brought back so many warm memories, I decided to post it again. The day was cold, the Cozy Critters were reading and writing and offering encouragement. As Jane said, “Embrace hope and look to […]
Apr 16, 2019
The God Who Smoothes Out Tangles
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The picture is of my finished rice sock. The pincushion was given to me by a little sixth grader when I taught in Tulsa. On the bottom, the date is 1965. Can that be true? Really? Yesterday, I tried to do some sewing on my more than fifty-year old sewing machine. I hadn’t used it […]
Apr 15, 2019
Whippoorwill Winter?
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Is this whippoorwill winter? The calendar says it’s spring. The grass, newly-leafed trees, robins, all say it’s spring but, somehow, the weather isn’t cooperating. A cold snap usually happens about the time whippoorwills return from their wintering grounds, so maybe it’s whippoorwill winter. I miss hearing the whippoorwills and owls. I heard them often […]
Apr 10, 2019
Springtime in Arkansas
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The maple in my front yard has fresh green leaves–the tassels are still hanging on, but they’ll soon drop off, leaving those new leaves. The white mulberry is a little slower, but leaves are appearing on it too. My pin oak is yet in the tassel stage, usually being more hesitant, trying to make […]
Apr 6, 2019
Conversations with a Cat Called Twitch
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My family has a yellow and white cat, a rescue cat whose name is Twitch. Sad to say, Nemo and Twitch are not bosom buddies. In fact, they are definitely antagonistic. The one time they met, only an introductory meeting, mind you, was almost disastrous. Not to dwell on unpleasant subjects, but if you can […]
