The maple tree by the mail box did an odd thing this year. It kept its brown, dead leaves, all winter long. And, when the maple tree in the back yard began to put out leaf buds, this one in the front didn’t. Then, a few days ago, during an extra strong wind, that tree […]
Apr 15, 2014
The Mysterious, Amazing Moon
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The older I get, the more I appreciate the small, quiet things of life. Yesterday, I made a small, quiet discovery. I know that homemade chicken vegetable soup is good for me but I’ve never been a particular fan. It is, however, an excellent way to use leftovers. It being a cold, dark return-of-winter type […]
Apr 12, 2014
Who Is Living in Your House?
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As you know, I love to write. If papers were dollars, I’d be a wealthy woman because of all the notebooks and other written material in my house. Several years ago, I began keeping a book for Sara and Nathan. It’s sort of like a journal only it’s all about Sara and Nathan, the things […]
Apr 11, 2014
Goats and Jonquils
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A dove calls through the morning darkness. A bevy of robins rejoice at the start of another day. And, despite all the troubles and problems in this world, hope rises sort of like the jonquils that bloom, year after year. Have you ever noticed the flowers that keep coming up at old house places? Even […]
Apr 10, 2014
Those Cozy Critters!
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It would be hard to over-state how much I appreciate the ladies who meet at my house twice a month to listen, learn, laugh, and help each other sharpen our writing skills. We missed Nancy and hope her grandbaby is soon well. The news around the hundred-year old table went like this: Peg is reading […]
Apr 8, 2014
If Not Now, When?
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All my life, I’ve wanted to be a writer. Oh, I did go through phases of wanting to be a nurse or an airline stewardess but deep down in the depths of my heart, I knew that not only did I want to be a writer, I was a writer. I knew it. The trouble was getting others […]
