OK, I’ve battened down the hatches so to speak. Groceries are laid by, I’m waiting for the frigid north wind to blow in snow and freezing rain! Will it get here? Meanwhile, here is a continuation of Moonlight Can Be Murder. Remember that I posted the beginning of the first chapter a few days ago. Nettie […]
Feb 8, 2015
Moonlight Can Be Murder
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Moonlight Can Be Murder A Ned McNeil Cozy Mystery by Blanche Day Manos My car’s headlights cut a yellow swath through the swirling snow. Forty years ago, Uncle Javin’s driveway had not seemed so long but memories dim with time. Gray clouds […]
Feb 5, 2015
Warm Hearts, Snow Dusting
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A dusting of snow lies across my deck like a drift of talcum powder. The temperature sank below freezing last night and everything outside is cold! Bird feeders are full so when the feathered and furry creatures wake up, they can at least get some fuel in their tummies. As Peg and I journeyed to […]
Jan 23, 2015
Prayers and Promises
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The March for Life in Washington, D. C. yesterday encouraged me. Tens of thousands of people rallying for the right of unborn children to live. I am reminded of a Bible verse (more than one, really) “I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and […]
Jan 22, 2015
Contrary Contradictions
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People are interesting and I like to try to figure out what makes them tick. Usually, after pondering, I give up and decide people are contradictions, a little of this, a whole lot of that and somewhat of the other. I am not a country music fan, but I like the way Randy Travis sings. […]
Jan 16, 2015
Did the Scorpion Wear Shoes?
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Admittedly, I just glanced at the news article and didn’t read the whole thing but evidently some scientists recently discovered ancient, I mean really ancient scorpions once had feet. So, that’s the question that popped into my mind–did they also wear shoes? If they did, now that would be news-worthy! I probably need a few […]
