She had been following that tell-tale trail all morning. Surely, this time she would find the culprits. All those over-turned garbage cans, clothes stolen off clotheslines, food swiped from picnic baskets when no one was looking–it all had to stop and she was just the sleuth who could stop it. Looking down at the […]
Apr 20, 2018
I Make My Bed Each Morning
By · Leave a Comment
This is a morning of confessions with the coffee. The coffee is hot and strong. The confessions? Maybe not so much. In fact, they probably don’t amount to a hill of beans to most people but, in the interest of openness and honesty, I feel that I must bare my soul. Ready? I confess that […]
Apr 19, 2018
And Then There Were Three
By · Leave a Comment
Three was definitely not a crowd yesterday but we were in good company. Jane, Peg, and I sat around the hundred -year old table, munching chocolate chip cookies and swigging Folgers coffee. And, we talked. Critiqued? Yes. Visited? Yes, a lot! Peg shared with us two captivating cozy mysteries she recently read– Wedding Cake Crumbles […]
Apr 18, 2018
A Conversation with a Sheep
By · Leave a Comment
Once, long ago, in those dear, dim, distant days almost beyond recall (certainly beyond the time of some of you readers) I had a pet lamb. His name was Louie and I loved that lamb as you can see in the picture. (Sorry about my tongue being between my teeth.) Anyway, Louie was a lively, […]
Apr 14, 2018
The Ballad of Nemo and the Squirrels
By · 2 Comments
I’m a devoted watchdog, valiant and kind […]
Apr 13, 2018
The Woes of a Wild and Wacky Worrier
By · Leave a Comment
A confession: I am a worrier. I know that worry is interest paid on borrowed trouble. I know that worry is useless and 95% of the things a person worries about never happen. I know that worry is a waste of time. Nevertheless, I worry. Maybe it’s because I want people to behave in an […]
