Yesterday, my camera and I went exploring. This first picture actually was taken through my back patio door and it was not a cardinal this time, but a bluejay who was contemplating life from the bird feeder. And then, a junco or snow bird happened to pause a moment to consider whether he should keep […]
Feb 8, 2014
Intricate Workings of a Mysterious Mind
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Writing or/and reading is a great way to combat cabin fever. With all the snow, ice, and frigid temperatures, I am operating in “stay at home” mode and that could lead to boredom or a tendency to climb the walls, except, of course, for the aforementioned pursuits. In a few days, I should have some […]
Feb 7, 2014
Hidden From Our View
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The world outside my window this morning seems to be waiting. Being a mystery writer and naturally suspicious, I ask, “Waiting for what?” Roof tops and lawns are still covered with snow although most of the street is clear–most, I emphasize, because certainly there are many hazardous spots. The parking lot of a store I visited […]
Feb 6, 2014
A Home-Style Love
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For some reason, homemade food seems to taste better on cold winter days. Hot soup, a pot roast, fresh-baked cookies, all of these warm the heart and the tummy. They are ways to say, “I love you” without actually saying a word. Following is an excerpt from the Etta Bend Book of Devotions: “The lines […]
Feb 5, 2014
A Snowy, Blowy Day
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What a winter morning! It is nineteen degrees. Snow is falling. Again. It is coming down to join an already snow and ice-packed earth. Tree trunks and mailbox posts are black, the sky is a soft, blurry gray, and snow is falling. The world is mostly black and white, with a few browns and greens […]
Feb 4, 2014
Contrasts
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This post was from 2014. But, it’s so interesting, I thought I’d re-publish. Sunday was a Groundhog Day that I’ll remember. The snow started after 8:00 a.m. At first, a few small, tentative flakes, then, gaining confidence, the low clouds threw in a few ice pellets. That done, large, fluffy flakes began falling. It […]
