SILENCE A soft and downy, drowsy day; The sky is furry, blurry gray, No wind to blow the snow away In patches. The trees are draped in frozen lace; The meadow is an arctic place, And house and barn, with wintry grace, Wear thatches. –Blanche
Jan 23, 2023
A Winter Night
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Backyard bushes, robbed of summer’s greenery, stand bare and gray in the winter night. The birds don’t mind. When moonlight silvers the yard, they crowd deep into the thick twigs, twittering and chirping, content to be hidden by darkness and their stubbly cover. A few wild forest creatures slip into the yard. A raccoon, a […]
Jan 12, 2023
A Tip From a Cat
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Storms and rain hold a prominent place in my cozy mysteries, and, if it’s not rain, it’s snow! I love weather and the only way I can have the kind of weather I love best is to write it into my books. So, I do. Cats and rain and mysteries seem to go together very […]
Jan 8, 2023
Soft Morning
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This is a soft morning–quiet, still, mist hovering above the ground, and roofs white with frost. Not a car goes up or down the street and even the squirrels are hiding. It’s a hushed world. This morning is like an empty canvas, waiting for the artist. With brush in hand, we begin the day, dipping […]
Jan 7, 2023
The Older I Get
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the more I value family and friends and life and the less concerned I am about surface stuff, …the more I appreciate old values, old friends, old remedies to ills–ills that are physical, emotional, or spiritual. […]
