I do miss the critique group that used to meet in my home twice a month. What neat ladies! What fun we had. And, they are still writing and reading, friendships that endure. This is a look back at one of those fun times. “I’ll be there with bells on,” Helen told me a few […]
Nov 15, 2025
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Several years ago, I posted this poem about the swing in my back yard. My grandchildren liked him but they soon outgrew him and then I gave him away so other girls and boys could enjoy him. But, I still remember that swing and I’ll bet my grandchildren do too. The Old Tire Horse The […]
May 24, 2025
Rainy Day Nostalgia
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This long weekend is off to a wet start. Rain puts me in a nostalgic mood and I think of what a rainy morning may have been like on the Latty farm when my mother was a young girl. My grandfather always went to the barn to milk while the morning was still as dark […]
May 23, 2025
Was It Long Ago?
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It was a different time. My teenage years were almost unbelievably different when compared to the lives of today’s teens. Were those days better? Do I see them through the rose-tinted glasses of nostalgia? Those days, so long ago, were far from perfect; however, there was an innocence and a wide-eyed wonder. We wore bobby […]
Jul 18, 2024
The Mysteries of the Summer Night
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There’s a mystery about the soft, summer night, just after the sun goes down, before full darkness tiptoes through. Leaves stir with a passing breeze and flowers lift their heads to feel one last ray of the sun’s warmth. The rabbit who lives under my storage building gives last minute instructions to her nest of […]
Jul 17, 2024
A Memory
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Several years ago, I posted this poem about the swing in my back yard. My grandchildren liked him but they soon outgrew him and then I gave him away so other girls and boys could enjoy him. But, I still remember that swing and I’ll bet my grandchildren do too. .The Old Tire Horse The […]
