Early morning slips in on silent feet. It moves through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Within the branches of a blue spruce, something stirs. A bird, perhaps? Darkness is slow to leave; the day is loath to begin. At last, gathering the shadows around it like a cloak, the dawn glides away, yielding to the rising of a […]
Aug 29, 2015
Books, Mushrooms, and Other Stuff
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My house is awash in books! Honestly. Just take a look a these pictures and that’s not counting the books in the bedrooms and stored away because I don’t have enough bookshelves. I guess you could say I am book poor. Another way of looking at it is that I’m book rich. Whichever, I’m glad […]
Aug 26, 2015
Furry Wanderer
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He was the soul of optimism when he wandered into Richard’s shop several years ago. Optimistic because he was just a puppy and didn’t realize the extreme danger he had survived nor what a lucky little fellow he was. The first inkling Richard had of a visitor was when he felt something against his leg. […]
Aug 23, 2015
Don’t Give Up the Ship!
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Maybe you remember that last week I had a grape picking party. Well, it was just me and the vines and a lot of memories but I wound up with enough grapes to make jelly. There’s nothing prettier than a shelf with jars of shining jelly arrayed in glistening splendor. Nothing is more delicious than a […]
Aug 20, 2015
Extraordinary!
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“Ordinary days are the best,” Jane said. She was right. Those pleasant, everything- going- smoothly days are wonderful because the ones we love are near and we are not dealing with a crisis. But, looking back at them, they are extraordinary. They are bright and shining, like a glistening dewdrop on morning grass. Yesterday’s cozy critique was a happy celebration […]
Aug 19, 2015
What Is That Strange Sound?
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It took a while to recognize it. Sometime during the night, it must have started. It’s the sound of rain! Drumming on the roof, dancing off the deck, sluicing down the windows, rain! The street is a-glimmer; shimmers of lightning dance across wet pavement. Trees and flowers stand silently, lifting grateful arms to the dark heavens. Thunder prowls […]
