While Driving Down the Street One Day

While Driving Down the Street One Day

While driving down the street one day in the merry month of May…I was taken by surprise by a sight that met my eyes. For a moment, it took my breath away! There I was, just driving down the busy street, watching traffic, and I met a man on a motorcycle. Nothing wrong with that […]

What’s With Those Teachers, Anyhow?

What’s With Those Teachers, Anyhow?

A mug of sizzling hot coffee sits on my desk. In the yard, a robin swoops toward the zinnias, a couple of squirrels play tag in my neighbor’s yard. And my thoughts return to olden, golden days, school days–and the teachers who walked in and out of the classrooms of my life. Those teachers were […]

What’s Hiding in Those Small, Dark Corners?

What’s Hiding in Those Small, Dark Corners?

Another school year has drawn to a close. Teachers and students are cleaning out their desks, discarding some things, returning others, and taking home what’s left. I remember those days! But, what is hiding in those small, dark desk corners? In those far-off years of my girlhood, I actually sat at a wooden desk, the kind […]

Captured By a Wild Flight of Fancy

Captured By a Wild Flight of Fancy

Have you ever seen a picture of a person or thing that just captured your imagination and sent your thoughts into wild flights of fancy? A house listed in Old House Dreams did that for me this morning. The mansion is white, large, imposing and beautiful. It could have been lifted from the pages of […]

When Thoughts Wander Off the Beaten Path

When Thoughts Wander Off the Beaten Path

When my thoughts wander off the beaten path, I wind up with a little of this, a little of that. Scattered, I suppose, is what I’d call them. But, there they are! Yesterday, I finished weeding the poor, neglected herb garden and getting new herbs into the ground. Nemo helped by sitting on them. So, […]

Listening to the Tick Tock of the Clock

Listening to the Tick Tock of the Clock

    Sorry; we have to go to the doc. I’d be there if it weren’t for the clock.                                                                         […]