I scooted away from the computer, stretched, and gazed out my window. The Irish Sea pounded against the rocky shore line, far below me. Gulls wheeled and cried and a brisk breeze moved the curtains. It was always a good feeling to finish yet another cozy mystery, a warm feeling, yet a bit lonely. The […]
Feb 16, 2017
Go With What You’ve Got
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“Go with what you’ve got” is one of those folks sayings Jane, Carolyn, Peg, and I grew up with. Jane brought a long list of others: I really don’t want to get into it now; If I agree with you, we’d both be wrong; I’m supposed o respect my elders but it’s getting harder and […]
Feb 15, 2017
The Angels We Cannot See
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Do You Believe in Angels? A friend and I were visiting yesterday. She was feeling discouraged and sad because of some things over which she had no control. She was worried but she is a Christian and was reminding herself that God knows her troubles. We all feel overwhelmed sometimes and have no idea which […]
Feb 14, 2017
St. Valentine Lives Again
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Happy St. Valentine’s Day! Yes, according to what I’ve read, a priest named St. Valentine actually lived during the third century. He defied the evil emperor Claudius, who forbade his soldiers to marry. Valentine married them anyway and for this, Claudius had him killed. You can read more about it in This Day In History. Yesterday, […]
Feb 11, 2017
Moonstruck
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Did anybody wind up moonstruck after gazing at that spectacular full moon last night? I sincerely hope not, or if you did, I hope it was only a fleeting malady and you were normal once you dragged your eyes away from the dazzling heavenly scene. Many songs, poems, and stories center around the moon and its […]
Feb 9, 2017
Blessings for Grandmas
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A lot of blessings come along with being a grandma. The biggest blessing is grandchildren–those little guys and gals who remind us of our own children when they were that age. Grandmas have time to listen to what happened at school and they don’t scold when an exuberant grandchild runs through the house. Grandmas admire works of […]
