Love Makes the Journey Worthwhile

Love Makes the Journey Worthwhile

  This is a post from five years ago. I re-read it this morning just as a means of keeping up and comparing yesterday with today. I thought, perhaps, you might like to read it again too. Ember Glow When winter’s winds blow bleak and bare The silhouettes of frozen trees, Deep within my heart […]

Never Trust a Goat with Yellow Eyes

Never Trust a Goat with Yellow Eyes

  When I was a child, my parents, younger brother and I lived for a time on a farm far back in the woods. Trees and bushes and thickets surrounded our house and barn. This is the same place that had the long driveway which was a good race track for a black horse and […]

School of a Hundred Years Ago

School of a Hundred Years Ago

  School is starting in many places. It seems terribly early and terribly hot to begin school, in my opinion. When I was a child, we never started our fall term until after Labor Day. But when my mother was a youngster, school terms were more different still. The following excerpt is from The Heritage of […]

After the Ball Is Over

After the Ball Is Over

  There’s an old song, After the Ball Is Over; well, the two free days of Moonlight Can Be Murder ended at midnight last night. It was a huge success! I can hardly wait for my publisher to tell me how many books went out and to what areas. Thank you for downloading. I feel […]

So, How Did the Story End?

So, How Did the Story End?

  The nature show was about a mama bear waking up after a winter of hibernation. She had two cubs, so small they had a hard job following her when she left the cave. The snow was deep and the grown bear took off, leaving her babies to struggle along behind. They floundered and sank […]

The Beauty of Brothers

The Beauty of Brothers

  Today is the birthday of my oldest brother, Tracy. We laugh and call him the Emperor, the boss of the clan. It is also the birthday of my oldest nephew, Clint. In honor of this, I re-post an article I wrote a couple of years ago. My brothers and I often reminisce. Sadly, we don’t […]