My first thoughts this morning were of writing “finis” to a character’s life. Not to worry, it isn’t for real and I don’t actually have diabolical thoughts. You see, his untimely passing is supposed to look like an accident only it isn’t an accident although Grant Hendley, the sheriff of Ventris County, thinks it is but […]
Nov 28, 2015
Putting Away Thanksgiving
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It’s thirty-seven degrees, raining, and the last Saturday in November. Yesterday, after Dawn told me she had all the autumn and Thanksgiving things put away at her house, I decided to do the same. It didn’t take long…just a couple of cornucopias and two gourd turkeys. Next will be digging into boxes in the garage […]
Nov 27, 2015
Thanksgiving’s Afterglow
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This is a decidedly wet, soggy, dark, rainy morning and I am basking in Thanksgiving’s afterglow. It is a warm, contented, drowsy feeling. Yesterday was such a special day. As my family and I gathered around Mom’s hundred-year old table, laden with food, my heart overflowed with thankfulness to God for His goodness. The Lord […]
Nov 24, 2015
Food for the Spirit
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So many things for which to be thankful! It’s good to remember them every day of the year, not only at Thanksgiving. To my way of thinking, thankful people are healthier, happier, and a whole lot more fun to be around than old grumps! Don’t you agree? My generous Lord showers me with the invaluable […]
Nov 22, 2015
Sauntering into Sunday
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So cold this morning. Temperature in the twenties. This first cup of Folger’s is very welcome. I remember olden days when all we had for heat was a wood-burning stove. Dad would get up before the rest of the family and build a fire in the stove. We would wait until the house had warmed […]
Nov 21, 2015
My Close Friend the Turkey
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Here’s how a turkey came home with me when I wasn’t expecting him. You see, it all happened this way: yesterday, I went to the food store just to pick up a few things. Well, first one thing led to another. I remembered more and more of what I needed until my grocery cart was […]
