The night stole softly down the hills and wrapped the town in darkness. Daylight fled, going with the sun as it slipped beneath the western horizon. Now, a sense of tranquility and the far away sounds of the forest blotted out the cares of the day. Down in the hollow, an owl hooted. Another answered. […]
Jan 13, 2018
Flu Figured in History and In Mystery Too
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Flu is hitting hard this winter, according to all reports. Seems it has plagued mankind for a long time and was especially bad in 1918. I remember my mother talking about that time. Interestingly, it played a strategic part in Darcy Campbell’s past and even figured in her genealogy. How? Well, it’s all there in […]
Jan 12, 2018
Bone-Chilling Cold
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It is so cold this morning that Nemo hurries to do his business then wants back in directly. I understand. He’s a lucky little fellow to have a warm home and I, of course, am lucky to have such a staunch watch dog. Many little animals don’t have that and I’m sorry. Sad to say, […]
Jan 10, 2018
A Lot of Questions But Where Are the Answers?
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A question this morning: why is it so hard to talk to people about the really important things? Small talk is easy but how about asking someone what they believe about God or Heaven or why they vote as they do? Are we afraid of being rebuffed? Do we not want to make anyone […]
Jan 8, 2018
And the Fog Settled Gently All Around
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As soft as a whisper, as silent as a shadow, fog sifts through starkly bare trees and shutters the town in a damp grayness. Perspective changes; familiar things become alien. Across the street, something moves. A cat shadow creeps from behind a tree and moves with focused intensity across the lawn. What mission is she […]
Jan 7, 2018
Ghost Lights and Other Mysteries
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. – Hamlet (1.5.167-8), Hamlet to Horatio And, aren’t you glad? Shakespeare undoubtedly did not mean the Lock Ness Monster nor the ghost lights at Etta nor all the stories we’ve heard while sitting around the fire having a case […]
