The noise jarred my eyes open. I gasped and sat up. The luminous dial on my bedside clock told me it was two in the morning. “Penny?” I muttered. “Did you knock something off a table?” But the little cat was not on the foot of my bed. As I listened, heart […]
Apr 28, 2022
The Shadow of a Frown
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Can you frown with your voice? Perhaps in a conversation with someone, you could feel it–that accusing frown. Some conversations are just unsettling, aren’t they? No arguing but just a feeling, a tone, and you know without being told that somehow you have come up lacking. It’s not a good feeling. It isn’t always what […]
Apr 26, 2022
Tuesday Thoughts
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Good morning. The Folger’s coffee is good and hot; the sun is shining and this looks to be a beautiful spring day. Then, tomorrow, more spring storms. But, all this rain is good for plants. Even my maple and oak trees are putting out tiny leaves and tendrils. I love the fresh, clean color of […]
Apr 21, 2022
Goldy on the Job
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She had been following that tell-tale trail all morning and was determined she’d find the bandit. All those over-turned garbage cans, clothes stolen off clotheslines, food swiped from picnic baskets when no one was looking–it had to stop. Looking down at the ground, she saw a partial footprint. Her hair stood on end. That footprint […]
Apr 20, 2022
Why Keep Reading?
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When you’ve started a book series, why do you keep reading? Is it the main character? Do you keep reading for the action, to see what’s going to happen next? I’m reading a series, have just finished the tenth book, so it seems I enjoy the writing. Right? But, why? Usually, it’s the characters who […]
Apr 18, 2022
Aftermath
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There seems to be a let-down feeling after a holiday, at least, that’s the way it seems to me. This morning is chilly, temp in low forties, and Easter has come and gone. The trees, however, wear gowns of light green, grass is green, and birds are busy. So, no matter the feeling, spring is […]
