Music’s Mystique

Music’s Mystique

Music has power. In olden days, armies marched with a song. In biblical times, music was so important that kings sent singers in front of an army, confusing the enemy. King Saul was comforted when David played the harp, proving that there’s truth in the statement, Music soothes the savage beast. Imagine what music might […]

Thanks for Telling Me

Thanks for Telling Me

This is in an age of information overload. At least, that’s the way it seems to me. Information, some true and some untrue, comes at me from all sides. I remember the old Dragnet series and Joe Friday saying, “All we want are the facts, ma’am.” Same here, Joe. All I want are facts and […]

Dogs, Flowers, Politics

Dogs, Flowers, Politics

I’ve had it with the news. Off it goes; off go those nasty Facebook posts that dim the sunshine in the day, and on to something that I enjoy–Nemo, flowers, coffee, fresh starts every morning. It’s a morning ritual that Nemo goes, first thing, to find his bone placed next to his tasty breakfast in […]

Soothing the Savage Beast

Soothing the Savage Beast

This morning, a mere three cups of coffee is not clearing the cobwebs. Feeling slightly fuzzy-headed, idly, I glanced through past posts and found this one from a few years back with subtle hints for a civilized political debate. I think it might work today, too, don’t you? Some of the political discussions sound pretty […]

Lifting the Banner High

Lifting the Banner High

    My brothers, Thurman, Tracy, and Richard served in the Navy; my husband in the Army; my nephew Clint joined the Marines. They all came back home, all except Clint. We lost him to an awful place called Viet Nam. I think of Clint often and especially on Memorial Day. My country is made up […]

My Fascinating Foray into Politics

This is a re-post of a couple of dreams I had, years ago. I thought they were interesting, but haven’t analyzed them and have no desire to. What made me dream such absurd things? Only my subconscious knows. A few years ago, I went through a period of recording a few of my dreams in […]