Happy first day of autumn to you. Fall is a special season, a time of reflection and a time of anticipation. Yesterday saw quite a bit of activity at my small bird bath in the container garden. First, a beautiful yellow bird, it may have been a goldfinch, stopped in the crepe myrtle. He eyed the fountain, […]
Sep 22, 2015
Rain Barrel Dwellers
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“Climb up my rain barrel, slide down my cellar door and we’ll be friends forevermore.” So went one of the first songs I learned as a small child. Another song was Tex Ritter’s Walkin’ the Floor Over You. But that’s neither here nor there. Yesterday when I was at Matt and Dawn’s house, she said, […]
Sep 21, 2015
The Low-Down Blues
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Are you ever hit with a case of the dismal, dank and dreadful, low-down blues? It happens to me sometimes and probably happens to all of us. Late yesterday afternoon was one of those times. I felt like howling, just like my neighbor’s dog does . (The only time I’ve heard Nemo howl was when his ears […]
Sep 18, 2015
Furtively Speaking
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You are likely to see them anywhere. They blend in with the rest of the population pretty well and, at first glance, appear quite normal and yet–and yet, they are identifiable if you know what to look for. You might detect a curious gleam in the eyes, or a slight twitching of the ears, as […]
Sep 16, 2015
From My Kitchen Window
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It’s amazing the things I see from my kitchen window while I’m washing dishes. I see the storage building is going to have to be painted this year, no more putting it off…but, I also see the blue, blue sky and some beautiful wispy clouds and imagine the sky animal shapes sailing there. I see […]
Sep 14, 2015
As the Gaslight Flickers
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Unexplained noises in the attic. Gaslights that flicker for no apparent reason. Items that disappear from their accustomed places. Add a deceptive husband with a deadly secret, a wife who thinks she is losing her mind, a maid with an attitude, and a determined Scotland Yard detective. There you have the makings of a superb 1944 […]
