Sprigs of yellow sunshine, known as forsythia, are announcing to one and all that spring is here. I tend to believe them, at least for now. True to the old saying, March did come in like a lion and it’s going out as meek and mild as a lamb. Of course, a niggling thought slips […]
Mar 30, 2014
Family, Friends, and Fiction
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Having a brother is nice. Having two brothers is twice as nice. As I write, I draw upon my brothers’ experiences and knowledge quite a bit. Tracy is a geology major and if I want to know about rock formations that might contain gold or silver, or the kind of rock that is most likely […]
Mar 23, 2014
What’s Going On Here?
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Seismologists recorded fourteen earthquakes in Oklahoma since Friday! Not California nor some place overseas but right next door in my home state of Oklahoma! Was I reading the news story correctly? Have I not had enough coffee to open my eyes? This, of course, reminds me of the second Darcy/Flora cozy, Grave Shift. In that […]
Feb 16, 2014
Caves, Chills, and Deep, Dark Caverns
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Sometimes I am amazed at how our idea of entertainment has changed through the years. We depend on others to amuse us: movies, plays, music, TV, the list goes on. What would we do if we had to resort to our own ingenuity for diversion? It was a question that didn’t arise for my mother […]
Feb 7, 2014
Hidden From Our View
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The world outside my window this morning seems to be waiting. Being a mystery writer and naturally suspicious, I ask, “Waiting for what?” Roof tops and lawns are still covered with snow although most of the street is clear–most, I emphasize, because certainly there are many hazardous spots. The parking lot of a store I visited […]
Jan 4, 2014
Hope
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Aren’t you glad for hope? When problems plague us, we can always hope that they will be resolved. When we aren’t feeling well, we hope that soon we will feel better. When finances get tight, we hope that our ship will come in and, in fact, we see the sails rising just above the horizon. […]
