Do you in NW Arkansas remember the rainy March we had? Do you recall that we had two full moons in the month of March, so the second one was called a blue moon? Did you know that this natural phenomena was the inspiration for the third Ned McNeil cozy mystery? Moonstruck and Murderous […]
Jul 8, 2018
When Words Fail Me
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When I have nothing to say, I probably should say nothing. Which is the way I feel this morning. Maybe the actual truth is I have too much to say and saying it would be disorganized, jumbled, and not hold together at all. The dog walker just went up the hill, walking a dog […]
Jul 6, 2018
The Mysterious Actions of Nemo
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A dove saunters through the grass, picking here, pecking there, finding tiny particles of interest. A brown thrasher flies down, all business, finds something, pecks, flies off with it. The birds are busy but much quieter now. They all have babies to feed and are about the serious task of building families. I […]
Jul 3, 2018
A Tight Grip on Freedom
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I hate war. I hate the thought of it: the separation from loved ones, the pain and death and cruelty and barbarism. What is at the heart of war? Why can we not live, each in his own country, peacefully? “War is hell,” said General Sherman. He should know. He certainly inflicted a lot of it on […]
Jul 2, 2018
Summertime
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This post was from a few years back. I thought you might enjoy pictures of the flowers. The trumpet vine isn’t quite as lush as it was then and my hollyhocks have left me. We had a nice rain yesterday–in fact, it was raining as I left church but we didn’t mind. I heard comments […]
Jul 1, 2018
Refrigerator Love
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Your refrigerator may be a shining white or stainless steel beauty. It probably is not a bulletin board, like mine. My refrigerator holds perishable food items on the inside and dear-to-my heart items on the outside. Pictures, quotes, Bible verses, more pictures, children’s handprints, priceless works of art, all together in happy, carefree abandon adorn that […]
