Several years ago, I posted this poem about the swing in my back yard. My grandchildren liked him but they soon outgrew him and then I gave him away so other girls and boys could enjoy him. But, I still remember that swing and I’ll bet my grandchildren do too. .The Old Tire Horse The […]
Jul 6, 2024
The Comfort of Quilts
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The Ozarks Mountaineer was a wonderful magazine that, sadly, ceased publishing a few years ago. My piece about my grandmother’s quilts found a home in that magazine in December 1998. This was a story as my mother told it to me. Today’s post is excerpted from that story. Quilting is an ancient craft which still […]
Jun 30, 2024
The Last of June
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Nemo and I took a stroll through the back yard this morning–a short stroll. The humidity is so thick, it felt like a moist blanket pressing in. However, the Rose of Sharon loves it and opens pretty, pink blossoms. The hosta and fern beside the back fence don’t mind at all, as long as they […]
Jun 26, 2024
Just Imagine!
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Is this an age of enlightenment or a return to the Dark Ages? Hopefully, it is neither and probably I’m the only one in the whole world who would ask. A definition of the Dark Ages is “the time after the fall of the Roman Empire, marked by intellectual, economic, and cultural decline.” Whereas in […]
Jun 21, 2024
Nature’s Surprise
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This morning as I looked out at my front yard flower garden, I saw three small mushrooms or toadstools, I don’t know which. That’s not too surprising except that last night, they weren’t there. They are maybe three or four inches tall. I know that’s what mushrooms do–they spring up quickly. I wonder if I […]
