Will we have rain and thunder and lightning again today? If we do, I doubt that it will hold a candle to the day a couple of years ago when the Cozy Critters met in spite of threatening weather. Anyone listening in would be alarmed, but there was nothing to fear. These ladies were […]
Aug 22, 2018
Home for Christmas
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Are you in the mood for Christmas? What, you say! We haven’t even gotten to Labor Day? Well, just in case you’d like to think ahead, here’s a bit about a Christmas mystery. Nettie wanted nothing more than to spend Christmas with her uncle, Javin Granger, her last living relative. It had been forty […]
Aug 21, 2018
A Celebration of a Life Well Lived
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I think of my dad every day but on this day, there is a particular vacancy, because Dad isn’t here and I can’t hear him sing those old songs, see him dance a jig, or bake him his favorite pie. But, I can remember. And I do. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and […]
Aug 18, 2018
No Zip, No Dash, No Crackle, No Electricity
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The electricity was off when I woke up. Oh, my goodness! What a difference. Everything was still and dark. No friendly lights blinking on this or that appliance. No internet. No coffee!! So, I thought I’d just run over to McDonald’s for a cup of their savory brew. Running might have worked, but my […]
Aug 17, 2018
Lightning Popped and Sizzled
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Whew! What a night! Lightning popped and sizzled; thunder crashed and Nemo paced. Because he wasn’t asleep during the heavenly fireworks, neither was I. What is it about a storm that terrifies some animals? Do they feel an electrical charge in the air? Is it the noise? Are they afraid […]
Aug 16, 2018
Coffee, Three Women, a Cow, and a Pig
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Chewing her cud, Edith would answer, “No, that can’t be! I’m one of the finest milk cows you’ll ever hope to see. But, it doesn’t matter, Winnie, whether we are bovine or swine. If we ‘hang together as friends’, we’ll always be fine.” Those lines are a part of the poem, Edith and Winnie, […]
