Today, we are taking a peek at a page in the journal of Ned McNeil. You can read about her and her friends and her lovely but mysterious old house in Moonlight Can Be Murder and By the Fright of the Silvery Moon. September 14 — It is hard to believe that this is the […]
Sep 13, 2018
Batten Down the Hatches
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The ocean is fascinating and dangerous. It has many moods. I hope not one life will be lost due to Hurricane Florence. Two of my brothers were on board ships while they were in the US Navy. Storms struck at sea too. I noticed the Navy moved about thirty of their ships out of the […]
Sep 12, 2018
Horses, Paintings, and Nashville
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Yesterday was that special time again–the Cozy Critters gathered for our critique! The paintings at the top are by Carolyn Bayley, who was commissioned to paint them and a few more. So, Carolyn is going to be very busy. She came bringing gifts that few people can give any more–farm-fresh eggs. Carolyn lives on a […]
Sep 10, 2018
Wandering, Fall-like Thoughts on a Chilly Morning
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It is chilly this morning! Temperature is only in the sixties. Some of the leaves are actually starting to change color. I read somewhere that it isn’t frost but amount of sunshine or the length of the day that causes them to change. Anyway, fall always reminds me of some of my favorite poems, this […]
Sep 9, 2018
Darcy, Flora, and Ned Go to Tahlequah
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Yesterday, Darcy, Flora, Ned and I went to an author’s fair at the Tahlequah Library. Rain pelted us on the way and the day was dark, but did that dampen our spirits? Of course not! Our hearts were light and sunny and that’s what mattered. The authors were put into the Carnegie Room, which […]
Sep 8, 2018
Wineskins, Reviewers, and Praise
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A Writer’s Psalm Bless the Lord, O my writing. May all my plots and characters praise the Lord! The earth, O Lord, is rich in books; verily, it overflows with the written word. Large is the competition; great is the challenge to find a place in this plethora of volumes. Humbled, I put fingers to keyboard […]
