I’m loving those stories my friends tell me, about their reactions to my cozy mysteries. One of my dear friends has just finished By the Fright of the Silvery Moon. She likes the way Ned, Pat, and Jackie get together for coffee and to talk over their latest dilemma. The really neat part, though, is […]
Jan 12, 2024
An Icy Grip
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Yesterday, I buzzed here and there, getting ready for the predicted cold weather. Lawn chairs, patio table, hoses all went into the storage building and garage, outside faucets were wrapped, and bird feeders were filled. A thunderstorm moved through around midnight, warm air protesting against frigid air crowding in. But, the cold won and this […]
Jan 3, 2024
The Warm Feeling of Home
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I think within us there’s a love for the sincerity of a smile, the familiarity of people and a certain place, the knowledge that we are welcome. Do you ever return to a well-loved book because it offers that comfort? I do and I find that feeling in mysteries by Mary Roberts Rinehart. How many […]
Dec 14, 2023
Beggars Would Ride
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“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.” “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!” Stung, I said, “What a thing […]
Nov 30, 2023
November Song
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This last day of November dawns cloudy and rainy. Brown leaves lie on a soggy ground. A wind stirs damp tree limbs. It’s still dark this morning, but Christmas lights dot the darkness here and there. Nemo has been out and is now in, rather wet, but he doesn’t mind the rain as long as […]
