Who’s awake this morning? The only movement on my quiet street is a ruffle of leaves in my neighbor’s yard as a squirrel whisks into sight. A friend joins him and they disappear somewhere, intent upon squirrel business. We had more rain last night and the thirsty earth soaks it up. Soggy leaves lie scattered […]
In a Roundabout Way
Darcy poured another cup of her mother’s strong, hot coffee and sat down across from her, at the kitchen table. “So, Mom, you know everybody in Levi, Oklahoma. Why are you wondering whether to send flowers to January Gritts’ funeral? Are we related to him?” Flora Tucker sipped her coffee and narrowed her eyes. “We […]
November Morning
It is really looking like fall this morning. The maples in front and back yards are almost bare of leaves. Those that are left are a pale orange against the backdrop of dark limbs. The yard is carpeted in those leaves and this morning, they are soggy. Yes! We’ve had more much-needed, wonderful rain. I’m […]
Unsung Heroines
Today, I’d like to offer an imaginary armload of flowers to the stay-at-home mom. In doing so, I do not, in any way, diminish the role of mothers who hold down an outside job and yet are successful in their primary role of being mothers. There are many women who handle both jobs efficiently. My […]
What Was That Dream?
A few years ago, I went through a period of recording a few of my dreams in a small notebook. These were actual night-time dreams. Psychoanalysts can decipher dreams but I am not into that. I’m sure you and I and all of us have had dreams that were interesting; some were scary, some were […]