This weekend we are supposed to have another of those blue moons. Now, a blue moon isn’t really blue; it’s what the second full moon in a month is called. Of course, this brought to mind my first Ned McNeil adventure, Moonlight Can Be Murder. I’ve re-read one of the Amazon 5-star reviews: Blanche Day Manos […]
Apr 27, 2016
It Was a Dark and Stormy Night…
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It certainly was a dark and stormy night. It was also a bit sleepless because I stayed awake watching the storms’ progress across the states into Arkansas. I’m thankful for our meteorologists who miss sleep to keep us up on what’s happening in the heavens that affects us here on earth. Last night, it was some pretty […]
Apr 26, 2016
Something Is Brewing
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First thing I do every morning is make coffee. How about you? The fragrance of hot brew permeates the whole house. My sense of smell tells me what’s going on in the kitchen. Besides the actual aroma of a flavorful drink, do you ever sense other things? A child’s frown, an adult’s thoughtful expression say that something […]
Mar 30, 2016
With a Gust of Wind and a Haunted Street
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My Folger’s coffee is hot, strong, and invigorating this morning which is a good thing. Around two a.m. my eyes popped open and stayed that way for at least an hour. Nancy Drew and a half cup of milk finally got me back to sleep but then a small, sharp nose and an insistent whine told […]
Mar 22, 2016
Who Are You and Why?
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Wind has swept the sky clean of clouds this morning, reminding me of the nursery rhyme, The Old Woman in a Basket. Without re-printing the whole thing, let me say, the old woman was tossed up in a basket seventeen times as high as the moon. She carried a broom to sweep the cobwebs down from the […]
Feb 22, 2016
A Tangle of Tree Limbs and Cozies
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Sunday afternoon, February 21. I gaze at the tangle of bare, winter time branches crisscrossing each other above my driveway. Maple tree and white mulberry limbs snarl together like two balls of yarn after a kitten’s playful antics. I hope the trees do not put out leaves too soon because I’m afraid this pseudo spring weather won’t last. […]
