Do we still read or tell folk tales to our youngsters? They are important, you know. They are entertaining and they teach a lesson. I read them to my son and grandchildren. These were lap stories, a good time for the warmth of one to one togetherness. I read them to my kindergarteners too but […]
May 17, 2016
An Emerald-Green Morning
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The greenness of trees gradually emerge through the darkness. It’s a wet morning. Street and driveway glisten with rain. Nemo, after a brief trip to the yard, could hardly wait to come back inside. Looking out, the new day seems to be made of two shades: darkness and green, the color of emeralds, the color of […]
May 15, 2016
As My World Turns
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I’m actually writing this Saturday evening, not Sunday morning. The sun has dipped below the horizon. From where I sit, the world seems impossibly quiet and peaceful. I’m grateful, knowing that it certainly isn’t quiet and peaceful in many other places. It has been a good day; any day spent with my family is a […]
May 14, 2016
Random Thoughts
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Thinking of this and that this morning as I wait for my coffee to perk. It’s a chilly morning, stiff breeze and the sun is dappling my neighbor’s house and my yard with shade and light. Isn’t that the way of life? Some shade, some light. Some storms, some smooth sailing and people go on, […]
May 13, 2016
Cleaning Out and Throwing Away
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An old lean-to shed is attached to the back of my house. It was there when my husband and I moved into this house. It looked decrepit then and it looks even more decrepit now. It is an eyesore. However, it is on the back of the house, not seen by many, and it has been a handy place […]
May 12, 2016
Critter Time!
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This morning, rain drums against the deck, lightning flashes through the darkness and thunder grumbles. But inside? Ah, the Folger’s Coffee is hot, Nemo is snoozing, and I’m itching to tell you about yesterday’s Critter Time. As we critiquers gathered, my house livened up considerably. With hugs and hellos, we headed for the coffee pot or […]
