It’s raining this morning. The temperature is above freezing, so that’s good. Why does one dream? More particularly, why does one dream about a professor in college one hasn’t thought about for decades? Last night, Dr. Clayton, one of my business professor, was in my dream. I was talking to someone about, of all things, […]
Feb 10, 2020
Vintage Persons and Mysteries
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Some of us have reached the enviable stage of being VPs or Vintage Persons. Vintage, of course, means top of the line, quality, and something that only years can bring. Provenance! That’s what VPs have. Vintage Persons know what we like and don’t like and VPs like cozy mysteries. I don’t mean that younger […]
Jan 29, 2020
And So, There’s Nemo
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I let him out this morning to do his usual things. It was a rainy morning, more like spring than winter, but out he went to bravely face the elements. He trotted around the back yard, head up, abbreviated tail up, plume at the end of it held high. He was checking his small kingdom […]
Jan 28, 2020
Just Wonderin’ Why
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Just Wonderin’… …what would happen, if, when a problem overwhelms, we suddenly started to sing. …what would happen if we responded to rudeness with, “God bless you.” …why, if we believe the Bible, we don’t act as if we do? …why I get a sinking sensation when the plumber’s first words are, “Oh, wow!” ….why […]
Jan 27, 2020
When Real Life Is Mysterious
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Real-life mysteries exist all around us-life experiences, questions without answers. These are just begging to be put into a cozy mystery, and I am happy to oblige. Take houses, for example. Old houses have a history of their own. My parents moved a few times during my childhood, so I lived in several different […]
Jan 23, 2020
Wintertime Woods
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There’s a mystery about wintertime woods that isn’t there at any other time. Or, maybe it is there, but it’s hidden by leaves and warmth and the lushness of life. Trees in winter lift bare, unadorned branches, their intricate shapes stark against a gray sky. The air is crisp and clean, the leaves underfoot are […]
