My niece Missy sent me some copies of old photos she found among her parents’ pictures from the past. I’ve been enjoying them. They caused me to realize anew how quickly time flies and people and places we took for granted pass right along with time. This picture, for example, is of two cousins, a […]
Sep 9, 2016
And Then, After I Built the Perfect Yard…
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One of the many nice things about writing is that I get to go places and do things I could never do in real life. And, I get to live where I want, in the sort of house I like. When Darcy and Flora moved to their new home (Grave Heritage) I designed the house […]
Aug 29, 2016
A Fellow Traveler Who Cared
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Yesterday’s Sunday School lesson centered around the story of the Good Samaritan. We’ve read it many times and criticized the callousness of the priest and the Levite as they passed by a man who had been beaten and robbed and left for dead on the roadside. The priest and Levite would have considered the Samaritan their inferior, […]
Aug 28, 2016
Afterglow from The Red Lamp
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Good morning. Glancing out the window at the weather wand, I notice it points decidedly downward. So, we’re bound to have rain before too long. A rainy day is a wonderful time for coffee and a chat with a friend. Of course, a topic of interest is books: favorite genres, memorable mysteries, books that tend to make one […]
Aug 26, 2016
Thoughts For Early Morning
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We were going to do the interview via Skype but, somehow, I missed adding a setting, so Nancy Kay Grace came to my house instead. Sitting at the hundred-year old table which had never hosted a radio interview in all its long life, Nancy opened her laptop, clicked a few buttons, and we were ready […]
Aug 18, 2016
With Fear and Trembling
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With fear and trembling, I entered the small room and sat down in a chair only to be lent backward to a prone position. A bright light shone on my face. Was this the Inquisition? I’d answer any question just to be up and out of there. My heart thumped wildly. Every muscle stretched to a trembling tautness. […]
