A dove saunters through the grass, picking here, pecking there, finding tiny particles of interest. A brown thrasher flies down, all business, finds something, pecks, flies off with it. The birds are busy but much quieter now. They all have babies to feed and are about the serious task of building families. I […]
Apr 27, 2018
Arguing with a Mysterious Voice
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…Well, the voice isn’t really mysterious, but what she’s saying may be thought to be–at least, it is supposed to fit into a cozy mystery and that makes it mysterious, doesn’t it? And, no one else can hear her except me but don’t think I’ve gone round the bend because hearing her is a good […]
Mar 10, 2018
A Mysterious Stranger
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Chapter Sixteen The Carnegie Library, a single story, red brick structure with white trim stood proudly at attention commanding a view of the old courthouse just as I remembered. As I went up the wide, stone steps, a light snow began to fall. Shivering, I tucked my jacket closer around me. Heavy, double doors […]
Nov 10, 2017
There’s Nothing Mysterious About It!
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Here is a puzzle that’s easy to solve; in fact, there’s nothing mysterious about it. What event will come around in 45 more days? It arrives every year, same time. Christmas is just around the corner and I haven’t started my shopping! Have you? How about a book as a gift? Would you like to […]
Aug 22, 2017
An Unforgettable, Spectacular Sight
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The solar eclipse has come and gone, receding into history and lodged in our memories. What an unforgettable, spectacular sight that was. I made a few notes as the eclipse began and grew. I made a few pictures too–nothing as grand as those you probably made, but I did make a stab at it. […]
Aug 1, 2017
A Lulu of a Nightmare
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The nightmare jolted me awake. This is the opening line of By the Fright of the Silvery Moon and last night, it was quite literally true. An awful nightmare, which I shall not recount to you, woke me. I came to the sofa, went back to sleep, and, although I didn’t sleep well, didn’t dream the same thing […]
