As you know, I really admire old houses, houses that have been lived in, that were built when builders took time to put them together well and even added artistic touches. On my mother’s birthday, I accidentally happened upon the picture of an old house in Tahlequah, built in 1906. It’s for sale and it’s lovely. […]
Mar 18, 2016
A Patchwork Spring Day
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My thoughts this morning are a patchwork of this and that, a meandering trip through unrelated things. Hopefully coherent but probably not cohesive. Speaking of related–it was a pleasure yesterday to get a request from a dear niece for information on ancestors. It’s great when younger people want to know about previous generations, those who […]
Mar 6, 2016
From Dusty, Forgotten Corners
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Housecleaning has its own rewards and one of those is stumbling upon things I had forgotten. Pack rats have nothing on me when it comes to sticking little remnants of this and that back into corners or baskets or drawers and then forgetting about them. But, as in all things, sooner or later there comes […]
Mar 4, 2016
Fran’s Leprechaun Luncheon
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It’s fun to remember enjoyable times, isn’t it? This morning, I’m re-printing a post I wrote in 2016, two years ago. This was at Fran’s house, her last St. Pat’s Day luncheon with us in NWA before she and her husband moved to South Carolina. It was a special, happy day, complete with Fran’s delicious […]
Feb 23, 2016
The Full Moon and Gregg Shorthand
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There it was, sailing high above the maple in the back yard, white and full and serene. The Snow Moon, or Hunger Moon, shone down in all its brilliance. I, of course, thought of how mysterious it looked. Our scientists have pretty much proved it isn’t made of green cheese. It’s rocky and dusty and […]
Feb 22, 2016
A Tangle of Tree Limbs and Cozies
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Sunday afternoon, February 21. I gaze at the tangle of bare, winter time branches crisscrossing each other above my driveway. Maple tree and white mulberry limbs snarl together like two balls of yarn after a kitten’s playful antics. I hope the trees do not put out leaves too soon because I’m afraid this pseudo spring weather won’t last. […]
