Best Left Buried? This woman’s manner so rankled me that I had a tough time controlling my voice. “If the land is yours already, Eileen, do I need to deed it to you?” “Just to be sure there is no question farther on down the line, I think that might be a wise thing to […]
Feb 20, 2023
The Mysterious Stranger
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He moves on four white, silent feet along my neighbor’s sidewalk, this quiet, watchful newcomer. He sits on the porch a while, thinking about things. Where did he come from? Where is he going? Is he just out for a morning stroll or is he on a mission? Cats are secret, mysterious creatures. They keep their […]
Feb 19, 2023
A Strange Story
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This is a strange tale of someone we’ll call Penelope Pennybroke. You may believe it or not, as you choose. Penelope, quiet, gray-haired woman of a certain number of years, was on her daily walk, minding her own business, keeping an eye out. She always did this–kept an eye out. One time she found a […]
Feb 17, 2023
The Comfort of Quilts
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This morning, as I got out of my comfortable bed, I thought about the things that keep me warm at night–quilts. And then, I thought about how life is much like a homemade quilt. Some of the colors are bright, some are dark, but they all go together to make the quilt. Some of […]
Feb 16, 2023
A Little of Everything
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Yesterday was sunny and warm. The Boston fern went onto the front porch to enjoy the sunshine. But, after hearing what the weather would be today, I brought it in before sunset. Then, last night, Nemo and I woke up to thunder and something that sounded suspiciously like hail. We had some wind and hard […]
Feb 14, 2023
The World Needs Valentine’s Day
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Remember how excited we’d get as children on Valentine’s Day, counting those cards, reading the verses, keeping them in boxes? What a sweet custom! It seemed to me that my kindergarteners got more excited about Valentine’s Day than about Christmas. They would decorate white paper sacks which I fastened to the chalk tray then they would […]
