The dawn slips in on silent feet. She glides through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Something moves within the depths of a blue spruce. A bird, perhaps? Darkness is loathe to leave; clinging to corners and hollows. Finally, gathering shadows around herself like a cloak, night drifts away, yielding to the dawn […]
Jul 29, 2019
Sitting on the Deck in the Dark
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Such a pleasant morning. A soft, gentle rain, a few rumbles of thunder. Nemo and I sat on the deck, protected by the redbud tree, our leafy umbrella. The crepe myrtle shows up well in the darkness of early morning. A good start to the day. Yesterday, I took a copy of Moonstruck and Murderous […]
Jun 10, 2019
Manos Meanderings on a Monday Morning
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Good Monday morning, all you early bird coffee and tea drinkers. Did you read a cozy mystery over the weekend? Want to hear a confession? I’ve discovered a young adult writer and am devouring her books, one after the other. It was a long, long time ago that I was a young adult, so […]
Jun 3, 2019
An Early June Morning
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What is there about an early spring morning before the sun comes up, when the grass is soggy with yesterday’s rain? Everything is hushed and listening for the robin’s song and the dove’s call to announce a new beginning. Leaves are still except when the whisper of a breeze stirs them. The wonder of it […]
Apr 27, 2019
Thoughts and Sifting Through
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Do you ever wake up with a thought or a song running through your head? I do, quite often. It’s nice when those thoughts are positive, not so nice when they aren’t. What are they related to? Why do we have them? I don’t know the answers, but I wish I did. Spring inspires […]
Apr 4, 2019
Something About That Mysterious Morning
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The day began in a strange and mysterious way. Before daylight, thunder and rain moved in. A dark, damp world greeted the morning. The house lay still and silent, listening, waiting, wondering. A distant train whistle rose and fell, a mournful, ghostly sound. Inside the house, someone stirred. The coffee pot clicked and purred. Soon, the fragrance of the early morning […]
