Are the May Bees Still Flying?

Are the May Bees Still Flying?

May 1 was a day of  maybes. It’s an equivocal answer to a difficult question. Are the May Bees still flying around? I ask, because, even though the month is drawing to a close, it seems to be an uncertain month for several reasons. Some things are not uncertain, though. May’s birthstone is still the […]

The Not So Nice Mice

The Not So Nice Mice

A Fable By Blanche Day Manos The hundred year-old barn was home to a cow, a rooster, some hens, and a mule who pulled a plow. The days they spent in working; each one did its best, and when the sun sank from the sky, the animals wanted rest. But, when evening fell across the […]

Just Supposin’

Just Supposin’

Writing a mystery is doing a lot of just supposin’. Come with me a moment into the mysterious realms of the fourth Ned McNeil mystery. Just suppose that it was part of Ned’s job to take a picture of an old farmhouse for her boss, Daisy. But, suppose that when Ned goes inside the dark […]

What Would You Do If

What Would You Do If

  What would you do if, out of the clear blue, someone gave you a Victorian house that was more than a hundred years old? The house came with a lot of warm memories and, although you wouldn’t know it at the time you inherited it, a lot of mysteries too? Would you accept the […]

The Wind in the Trees

The Wind in the Trees

The wind in the treetops this morning is making the branches restless. I wonder if it’s telling them to get ready because cold weather is on the way. Funny–wind make me feel restless too, unsettled and a trifle uneasy. Weather change or not, the birds and squirrels will be well-fed on sunflower seeds. It’s funny […]

It’s That Moon Again

It’s That Moon Again

Here are selected excerpts from my current work-in-progress, the fourth Ned McNeil moonlight mystery. I hope you enjoy it. My dog nosed Tom’s leg, then flopped onto the floor at my feet. At least, Ulysses hadn’t growled. That was a good sign.      Tom ran his hand through his hair and drew a deep breath. […]

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