The door swung softly often and there came drifting in forty phantom visitors with whiskers on each chin. It’s foggy this morning. I glanced out of my window and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in a soft, gray mist. We had rain yesterday and cooler weather so I imagine fog is the result. […]
Aug 8, 2016
Beetles, Butterflies, and Bugs
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“Nathan, come quick and see this little bug on the screen door. It’s irridescent,” I called. When Nathan came, he took one look and agreed with me that the small green and gold insect which glistened in the sun was beautiful. But why was it so still on the screen door? Gently, I scooped him onto the […]
Aug 6, 2016
Movin’ On
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We are all movin’ on through life. It seems to me (and correct me if I’m wrong) that the way a person walks or moves is a reflection of who he or she is. Let’s see if I can say that a little more clearly. We stride into life with different gaits.Of course, for reasons […]
Aug 3, 2016
Coffee with Blanche
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The other morning, my friend Jane dropped in for a cup of coffee and a chat. Nothing pre-planned. I love impromptu visits and this morning, if you were near, I’d hope you would drop in too. We’d have coffee and talk about whatever you’d like. Which brings up a question: in the posts that I […]
Jul 12, 2016
Old Barns and Life
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Last night as I sat on my deck listening to cicadas and frogs, I thought how many generations of my ancestors had heard these same night noises. These were age-old summer sounds: the jar flies as we called them, the frogs, a whole chorus of them. I felt as if I could close my eyes and be […]
Jul 11, 2016
The Way I See It
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…may be different from the way you see it but then, that’s OK. This is America and we still have freedom of speech, don’t we? The English language is rich with meaningful words and phrases, but it’s easier not to hunt for them. Sometimes a catch phrase will become popular and it’s sort of like a […]
