Tahlequah’s newly renovated library always offers a bountiful array of books to choose from. It’s a busy place with many readers coming and going and yesterday’s book fair added a new flavor to the usual activities. The weather could not have been more perfect with blue skies and temperatures in the seventies. I had fun […]
Sep 11, 2015
Early, Dark, Rainy
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This morning, a loud crash above my head woke me. My eyes popped open. Thunder! Being wide awake, I felt sure it was time to get up so I padded into the kitchen and put on the coffee. Then I glanced at the clock. Oh, my goodness! It was only wee, small hours with dawn […]
Sep 10, 2015
After the Ball–um–Critique
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At the bottom of this page, I’ve posted a link to a very old song, “After the Ball”. That’s how I feel sometimes at the end of a critique: kind of sad that it’s over. However, I look forward to the next one, unlike the poor singer of the sad song. Yesterday was a kick-up-your-heels […]
Sep 9, 2015
Elastic Circles
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Do I have a circle of friends? Hmm? I don’t know. Circles are a round, closed line. That sounds pretty cut and dried, doesn’t it? I guess if I have circles of friends, the circle is elastic, it stretches to include more and more and in no way keeps anybody out; only invites others in. […]
Sep 8, 2015
A Squeaky Clean Tradition
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Yesterday, I kept alive a years-long tradition in the Manos Meadows household. It had something to do with a quote about cleanliness and godliness, and a little bit about basking in the afterglow, with a feeling of gratitude that I’m able to do this menial job. Every Labor Day, whether it needs it or not, […]
Sep 7, 2015
Prowling Through a Dark House
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Sometimes sleep is a contest, a real honest to goodness struggle. Hard to come by. I doze off on the sofa, wake up and see it’s way past my bedtime, stagger back to bed and pop! My eyes are as wide open as an owl’s and I can no more go to sleep than I […]
