I love the times my family fills my house and I hear the children’s laughter. I love company, for that matter, visiting with friends or family. More often, my house is far too quiet. I don’t need to search out a quiet spot to sit and think because the whole house is just that. As […]
Oct 1, 2013
Fantastic Foggy Fracas
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O suns and skies and flowers of June, Count all your boasts together, Love loveth best of all the year October’s bright blue weather. –Helen Hunt Jackson Right on time, October steps onto the world scene, bringing with her blue skies, colorful leaves, and crisp autumn mornings. Oh, […]
Sep 30, 2013
Squirrel Wisdom
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Yesterday, when I wrote about the rain and how it inspired me to bake chocolate chip cookies, a pie crust, and stir up some fudge, I was reminded of one of my favorite children’s books, Thunder Cake. Have any of you parents or grandparents or retired teachers ever read it to your children? When Sara was […]
Sep 27, 2013
Critique, Coffee, and Chums
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“Chums” is an old-fashioned word I don’t hear much any more. I’ve heard my mom talk about her school chums. Anyway, it means “friends” and Wednesday at 1:00, six of us chums were sitting around the dining table amid much laughter and talking. This is a neat group, serious about offering helpful suggestions but always […]
Sep 25, 2013
When You’ve Reached the Top
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Where do you go when you’ve reached the top? The picture illustrating this posting shows what my vine in the container garden did when it reached the top. It climbed up the porch support and bumped its leafy head on the porch ceiling. Trying to be helpful, I tied a nice, soft string from one […]
Sep 21, 2013
Moonlight Can Be Murder
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Darcy slipped from one tree to the next, hoping that her flight was undetected. She held her breath and listened, straining to hear above the hammering of her heart. Was that the sound of a foot crunching dead leaves? Did the noise come from her left or her right? She did not know which way […]
