The nightmare jolted me awake. This is the opening line of By the Fright of the Silvery Moon and last night, it was quite literally true. An awful nightmare, which I shall not recount to you, woke me. I came to the sofa, went back to sleep, and, although I didn’t sleep well, didn’t dream the same thing […]
Jul 30, 2017
Old as Time; New Every Morning
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It sounds like a riddle, doesn’t it? What’s as old as time, yet new every morning? But, it isn’t a riddle and it isn’t something hard and convoluted. It’s really quite simple–it’s love. Recently, my niece sent me some photos she found in her mom and dad’s album. As I looked through old family pictures, […]
Jul 28, 2017
Portrait of an Unforgettable Character
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Painting a Memorable Portrait I love the people I love because of who they are. I don’t love them because of their looks or their clothes or the car they drive. I don’t love them because of any of the outward trappings I can see; I cherish them because of their inner essence, the real […]
Jul 17, 2017
The Long, Hot Summer Night
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It was the kind of night when squirrels jump from branch to branch just to feel the breeze, when fireflies dutifully light up a few times then crawl under a cool rock. This mystery writer turned on her borrowed box fan (thanks, Dawn) and, knowing it was useless to try writing, attempted to forget the […]
Jul 15, 2017
With Mud On Our Faces
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How many times, did we, as parents, pick up our children when they fell, dust them off, clean the mud off their faces, give them a hug and tell them everything would be all right? We didn’t look at them and say they had to get all tidied and neat before they came to us […]
