Have you noticed a new scent in the air, the smell of damp leaves, damp earth, nippy mornings and something else that can’t be defined? I call it the mysterious fragrance of autumn. November sweeps summer away and sets up residence with an invigorating sense of purpose, If you stayed up late last night watching election […]
Nov 7, 2016
Earthquake!
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Another earthquake struck my home state of Oklahoma last night at 7:44. It was first thought to be a 5.3 but has been down-graded to a 5.0. My brother phoned a few minutes after it struck, asking if I felt it. I didn’t. He and my sister-in-law not only felt, they heard it and it shook […]
Nov 2, 2016
Wednesday Ramblings
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My Wednesday thoughts are ramblings, here, there, and all over the place. Yesterday, Matt, Nathan and I took advantage of the warm weather to bone up on our basketball skills. Actually, the boys did a lot more shooting baskets than I did but, for an old lady, I wasn’t too bad. The best part was […]
Oct 23, 2016
The Comfort of Words
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My mother has been gone for more than twenty years; yet, I miss her every day, even now. When the grief of her passing was new and I felt wounded and sore, I sought and found comfort in words: the words of friends, words in the Bible and other books. I found relief from pain in […]
Oct 20, 2016
Stormy Night and Autumn Hills
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The hills are putting on their autumn display of color. Muted russet, flaming scarlet, joyful yellow vie for beauty on the sloping hillsides between northwest Arkansas and northeast Oklahoma. It’s a beautiful drive, with the river on one side of the highway, the hills on the other. Earthy scents of damp leaves and soil slipped into the car. […]
Oct 19, 2016
The Beauty of Blue Skies, Leaves, and Mushrooms
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Some days are so golden and blue-skied and perfect that I want to tuck them away in a book to open and enjoy when winter comes. Yesterday was one of those days. Leaves are falling faster now. They nestle on the wispy-looking grass, perfect covers for a beetle to snuggle beneath. As I put out […]
