Nature itself seemed to recoil at the horror before Darcy Campbell and her mother, Flora Tucker. Trees bowed and swayed to a wild wind and angry clouds brooded over gray headstones. But, there was no doubt about it–a bare, human foot stuck stiffly from a mound of dirt and limbs heaped in the ancient graveyard. […]
Apr 17, 2014
A Little of This and of That
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Tiny black intruders have, once again, invaded my kitchen. Black ants do this every spring. I’m not sure why they do. They seem to have no purpose. They dash off in one direction, stop, and run in the opposite direction. They wander here and there, always at top speed, always going somewhere but I don’t […]
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 9, 2014
Shifting Sand or Bedrock?
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This morning, as I look out at the pre-dawn darkness, enjoying a cup of Folgers, I am grateful for peace and the freedom to get up in the morning, turn on the computer, and follow my dream of writing. But, if I turn on the television news, or check out the internet, I realize that […]
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 […]
