Good-bye, October

Good-bye, October

Generally speaking, I don’t like good-byes, but this is the last day of October 2020. So, of necessity, it’s good-bye and tomorrow, it’ll be hello to a brand new month. Maybe it’ll be a month of healing and prosperity in all areas of life. I hope. October is leaving as a dampish month in Arkansas. […]

Finishing Touches

The day began nicely with an invitation from a Christian periodical to do some writing for them. That should be fun. For quite some time, I’d been promising my refrigerator a good cleaning. She and I go back quite a number of years and I’d been neglecting her. Sometimes, we take people and things for […]

Opals and Marigolds

Opals and Marigolds

Lucky you, if you have an October birthday. Your birthstone is an opal and your two flowers are marigold and cosmos.  Cooler air is arriving right on time. It’s cooler this morning and maybe, just maybe, a first frost tonight? Brrr. Wasn’t it only yesterday that temps reached eighty degrees? Fall always puts me in […]

October is a Golden-Haired Girl

October is a Golden-Haired Girl

  If you participated in the Mysteries with an Extra Shiver pen giveaway and you don’t receive your pen this week, please let me know. I’ll get one in the mail to you forthwith. If October is a golden-haired girl with sunlight on her shoulders, she is preparing to leave the stage to her older […]

Tidying Up the End of a Month

Tidying Up the End of a Month

The coffee pot chuffs and chuckles as it finishes brewing those energizing cups of Folgers. I push my mug under the spout and relish the aroma. Hot, black and satisfying, it marks the start of a brand new day. I carry my warm mug back to the computer, set it on the desk, and think […]

Suppertime on a Small Farm in Eastern Oklahoma

Suppertime on a Small Farm in Eastern Oklahoma

In October, around suppertime, the sun, as it nears the western horizon, casts a golden glow over leaves and grass. As the day comes to a close, my thoughts turn backward a few decades to a small farm in eastern Oklahoma. I remember a mother and father, a girl and her brother, who lived there. And, the cows, horse, […]

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