The hills are putting on their autumn display of color. Muted russet, flaming scarlet, joyful yellow vie for beauty on the sloping hillsides between northwest Arkansas and northeast Oklahoma. It’s a beautiful drive, with the river on one side of the highway, the hills on the other. Earthy scents of damp leaves and soil slipped into the car. […]

Pensively Speaking
This time of year sometimes brings on a bout of nostalgia, pensively speaking. One of my favorite poems, October’s Bright Blue Weather by Helen Hunt Jackson, describes the kind of weather we’ve been having lately. O sun and skies and flowers of June, Count all your boasts together, Love loveth best of all the year […]

Disappearing Into a Pile of Autumn Leaves
Disappearing Into a Pile of Autumn Leaves Autumn is a nostalgic season, don’t you think? It’s a time of looking back at summer and realizing it has ended. Those flowers I cared for so lovingly will soon be a thing of the past. Times are changing, too, just like the seasons. I have a tendency […]

The Artistic Advance of Autumn
“Hear ye, hear ye! Summer has passed and autumn is here!” If I were a town crier, this would be my news this morning. Or, since I would be a crier with literary leanings, I might shout, “Autumn is here! Autumn books abound! Get yours today!” One of those books, available only since Monday, is […]

When My Mind Wanders Into Country
Do you ever feel caught up in a whirlwind, as if time is spinning past and you have no way of stopping it? To illustrate how quickly autumn is progressing toward winter, I made another picture of my maple. The top picture shows the way it looked only a few days ago. The bottom shows […]
Bright Moon, White Moon
The full moon shines a white path down my street this morning. What is there about moonlight that makes a familiar world appear mysterious? The lunar night-light is certainly the subject of many songs, poems, and stories, and inspired the title of my current mystery, the one I’m working on, called Moonlight Can Be Murder. Each […]

