Rain woke me. Thunder too. I was thinking about long ago Etta this morning and my Latty family. It would be dark on the farm at this hour, house lit only by kerosene lamps, no outdoor lights at all. Pappy would take a lantern as he went to the barn to milk the cows and […]
Mar 27, 2018
I Just Got to Thinking About Words
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I just got to thinking about words. We use them every day. Written or spoken, we can’t get along without them. I’m puzzled and saddened by the fact that, with all the beautiful words to choose from, why do some of us (let’s face it, a lot of us) use ugly, degrading, base words? Is […]
Oct 19, 2017
What Are Cozy Mysteries Made Of?
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Cozy mysteries are a partial reflection of the life of the author. Each person–you, I, everyone, is a part of so many other people, of our own experiences and the experiences of others, of hopes and failures, of good and bad, of the past, the present and yes, even the future. We are all that […]
Jul 14, 2017
A Day Gone By
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Yesterday was a typical Arkansas summer day–hot, with bumble bees in the flowers, birds at the bird bath. The house with its refrigerated air got to be a little much, so I went to the deck to soak up the sun, look at the blue sky above me, and breathe some fresh air. Nemo went […]
Jun 29, 2017
Fun, Food, Flowers, and Farm Life
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Fun, food, flowers, and tales of farm life accented the cozy critique yesterday. If anybody had a slight case of the blues, those blues were banished by the laughter and creativity that settled into my dining room with the advent of the Cozy Critters. It’s nice to belong to a critique group that believes in […]
Dec 31, 2016
Turning Back the Calendar 100 Years
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Tonight, we take down the calendar for 2016 and put up a new one, but wait a minute! What if, suddenly, the calendar went backward instead of forward, pages blown off by the winds of time, years and decades whisked away, technology, modern marvels, all today’s concerns disappearing in a flash and there we are, in […]
