It’s fireplace weather again. The temperature hovers in the thirties and, after a few warm days that lulled me into thinking thoughts of springtime, winter has returned, blowing its icy breath against the spring flowers. Thankfully, we missed the tornadoes that tore through parts of the South Monday night. It was the equinox and usually […]
Mar 15, 2022
The Ides of March
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To the ancient Romans, the Ides of March was a time for settling debts. For Julius Caesar, it was a time of betrayal and death; but, for us, it simply marks the middle of March and a week before the official start of spring. This ides dawns with gloomy skies and damp ground. So far, […]
Mar 9, 2022
Coffee and Chilblains
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The morning sun gently warms a pale blue sky; all is still, even the wind. March smiles serenely this morning, but, beware! March is untrustworthy. Today and tomorrow will lull us into thinking spring has come, but, Friday! Surprise! Winter comes roaring back. (At least, that’s what our meteorologist says. I haven’t consulted the Almanac […]
Mar 5, 2022
Changing Times
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Sometimes change happens suddenly. Sometimes, it’s gradual, but whichever it is, it is a mystery. For the Ukrainian people, change came swiftly, a change that affects the rest of the world. Looking back at history, we can see how huge events–wars, famines, droughts, new inventions, have changed life for many. Within our families, life is […]
Jan 21, 2022
This Day
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What are you doing this nippy January day? Actually, ten degrees is a bit more than nippy. Thankfully, we don’t have a howling wind or blowing snow or sleet. But, it is cold. This means I’ll need to replenish bird baths for thirsty birds and make sure they have enough sunflower seeds. There’s one form […]
Jan 12, 2022
Nancy and Me
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As a youngster, I learned many things from Nancy Drew that were not written on the pages of her books. I learned that Nancy was the kind of girl I would like to be. Nancy was a magnet who attracted mysteries. To anyone else, clocks were clocks, staircases were just what they seemed; but, not […]
