Dreadful Dreams

Dreadful Dreams

What would you do if a ghost had you by the back of the neck? The night was cold and snowy (in my dream) and I was walking through hills of mounded snow. At least, I thought they were hills of snow but with no warning at all, those gentle mounds came alive. Well, I […]

Sauntering Through Saturday

Sauntering Through Saturday

This morning, thoughts flit through my mind sort of like moths around a light bulb. It’s winter. It’s cold. A possibility of freezing rain is in the forecast and I’m wondering if that forecast will become a fact. Then, thoughts of mysteries, my own and those of other people. Yesterday, I finished reading Moonlight Can […]

With Time on My Hands

With Time on My Hands

Retirement–that longed-for Utopian state for which I worked for decades. Lovely, unhurried mornings, peaceful, sunny days of travel, visiting coffee shops. Plenty of time for cleaning a house and keeping it sparkling, baking cookies, taking long walks. And, oh, my goodness, all that accumulated wisdom. Just a whole headful of good advice gleaned from years of […]

Why Worry?

Why Worry?

Every day as I listen to the news, I find a new reason to worry. I think it’s time to re-print a poem by an anonymous author. Worry? Why worry? What can worry do? It never keeps a trouble from overtaking you. It gives you indigestion and sleepless hours at night and fills with gloom […]

Spider Webs and Spooky Noises

Spider Webs and Spooky Noises

When you were a child, did you ever sit in the living room with your family on a dark night listening, petrified, while your dad or grandfather told a true story about a really spooky happening, something that was never explained? You wanted a rational, satisfying explanation but there was none. It was just a mystery, […]

I Declare; This Isn’t Just Fiddle Faddle

I Declare; This Isn’t Just Fiddle Faddle

Being brought up in Oklahoma, I’ve heard most of these Southern sayin’s all my life. I don’t think they’re odd. I thought everybody talked this way. They make perfect sense to me; don’t they to you? One thing I’ve learned through life is not to take things for granted–success in any field, particularly in writing. […]