Things My Mama Taught Me

All the good things that I am, came from my parents. The not-so-good? Well, I’ve  managed those things on my own. This morning I was thinking about things my mother taught me. I had never really tried to itemize them, they were just there. To list them would be like trying to draw a diagram […]

Remembering Dad

Remembering Dad

Today is my dad’s birthday. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and in my books. Only, he wasn’t called by his name, Bob Day, rather, he showed up here and there as admirable traits in male characters, especially the heroes, because that’s what he was– my hero. I can’t resist mixing  a little […]

Why?

This morning’s post is not a happy one. It reflects the question in my mind–why? Why the riots and violence and hatred? Yes, I know the trigger and the hatred and disregard for human life that prompted what I’m seeing now. But, how did we as a nation get to this point? It almost seems […]

Frosty Roofs, Warm Hearths

Frosty Roofs, Warm Hearths

  The sun shines on white, frosty roofs this morning. No matter the color of the shingles, they all look the same–cold! But, under the frigid rooftops, inside the house, I hope there is warmth and love and comfort. Just in case we have forgotten, this is Presidents’ Day, but it isn’t the birthday of […]

I Make My Bed Each Morning

I Make My Bed Each Morning

This is a morning of confessions with the coffee. The coffee is hot and strong. The confessions? Maybe not so much. In fact, they probably don’t amount to a hill of beans to most people but, in the interest of openness and honesty, I feel that I must bare my soul. Ready? I confess that […]

A Storm to Clear the Air

The air last night was oppressive, hot, humid. It was no fun to be outside. Then, from the north, the storm clouds came, closer and closer. A light rain began, then a shower. Lightning flashed. A huge crash of thunder sent Nemo running to me, looking wild-eyed. Wind battered trees and houses. But, it passed […]

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