Words are like people–they have interesting backgrounds. Yesterday’s word of the day was gardyloo. Without telling you its meaning, let me say that it has been around a long time, its origin was France but it was used in many countries as a warning that something was about to happen. What, you may ask? Well, something […]
Aug 25, 2014
Echoes, Images, Rambling Reflections
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A dictionary definition of reflection is “a thought or writing about something, particularly in the past, or what one sees when looking into a body of water.” I’d like to add that reflections can be what others see in our eyes or hear in our voices, or see in our actions. My granddaughter is, in many ways, […]
Aug 24, 2014
A Page from the Past
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Most distances are counted in miles but the trip I took yesterday was not in miles but it was backward in years; well over a hundred of them. Richard and Linda asked me to accompany them to a scenic spot over in the great state of Oklahoma. I’d like to tell you a little about it. The […]
Aug 23, 2014
Coffee Nerves
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Yesterday, I drank too much caffeine, and I’ve learned my lesson! Let me start from the beginning. You see, it happened this way: I usually mix my coffee, with l/3 decafe and 2/3 caffeinated.But I’ve noticed that lately I don’t snap to attention as quickly as I would like when I awake each morning, and I figured additional caffeine would […]
Aug 17, 2014
Sunny Sunday Morning
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Is there anything more peaceful than a sun-dappled back yard on a quiet Sunday morning? With all the turmoil going on in my own country and around the world, I realize how very fortunate and blessed I am to be able to sit on my deck and revel in the peace of the Lord’s Day. […]
Aug 14, 2014
Writers are Wanderers
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It is really neat to have Janet as the newest cozy critter. She read one of her articles to us yesterday. It was thought-provoking and insightful, the kind of piece that makes a person think about what they know and what they only think they know. Jane read a delightful poem to us. Jane has […]
