What am I celebrating? You, my readers! As a way of saying Thank you for being a fan of Darcy and Flora as well as Ned, I’d like to send you a pen. All you have to do is share this blog on your Facebook page or in a blog post. When you’ve shared […]
Oct 24, 2018
Filling in the Blanks with Song
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The next time you face a lull in conversation, fill in the blank with a song. You’ll be surprised at what flavor it lends to any subject. Yesterday’s critique had music, art, and literature. Plus samples of homemade butterscotch pie, chocolate chip cookies, and coffee. Each Cozy Critter received a pen with the logo, […]
Oct 23, 2018
Tuesday Morning Thoughts
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One of the hard things about finishing a book is keeping hands off while the dust settles. Do you know what I mean? I have a tendency to go over and over the manuscript, adding a word, taking out a phrase, just picking at it when actually, I should give it and my mind […]
Oct 22, 2018
Morning Tiptoes In
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Early morning slips in on silent feet. It moves through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Within the branches of a blue spruce, something stirs. A bird, perhaps? Darkness is slow to leave; the day is loathe to begin. At last, gathering the shadows around it like a cloak, the dawn glides away, yielding to the rising of […]
Oct 19, 2018
Love Makes the World Go Round
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Thought: Love makes itself known in the simplest way: a home-cooked meal, a family well-provided for, treasuring each hour and each day. My family likes to tell each other, “I love you,” as one or the other goes out the door. Through the years, we’ve come to realize how important it is to say these words while […]
Oct 10, 2018
That Heavy Load on Your Shoulders
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No, the heavy load isn’t the wonderful rain we had yesterday afternoon. That would lighten most people’s load. The rain was wonderful and the cooler weather is a relief. Now, it’s really seeming like fall. I’ve been thinking of late about a heavy load called a grudge that some people tote around for years. […]
