Ah-h! That first cup of coffee! It’s an eye-opener and a thought sharpener! Maybe I hadn’t had enough coffee the other day when I was in a crowded store and suddenly, there was a disconnect between thoughts and words. I was standing in the way of someone who needed to get around me. “Pardon me,” […]
Mar 19, 2014
Wednesday Wanderings
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Tiny Tim used to sing, “Tiptoe Through the Tulips with Me”. I haven’t seen any tulips blooming yet, but I invite you to tiptoe through Wednesday with me. It may be a meandering journey because my mind has a tendency to jump from one thought to another with no connecting links between. Yesterday, I read […]
Mar 15, 2014
Friends, Fellowship, Food
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“A friend loveth at all times,” (Proverbs 17:17). She doesn’t condemn, nor shun, nor preach; she simply is there, caring about me whether I’m right or wrong, whether I’ve had success or failure, whether my purse is full or empty. A friend loves me for who I am, not for what I can do for […]
Mar 13, 2014
Light the World with Laughter
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Jane, who has a way with words, captioned one of the pictures we took yesterday. “Smiles of the cozy critters” she called it. And, she was right. When we get together for our critique, we do our fair share to light the world with laughter. I think we must be incurable optimists. We are doing […]
Mar 8, 2014
The Critic On My Shoulder
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My computer desk is cluttered–oh, not big-time piles of stuff, but to some people it would seem messy. Then, I thought about where I left the heroine of my current work in progress yesterday, and, although she has no idea of what is going to happen next, I do, so I considered ways of getting […]
Mar 7, 2014
Sunshine Casts a Big Shadow
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The sunshine is most welcome this morning. Yes, I over-slept, missed the darkness before dawn, and the sun beat me out of bed. Patches of snow lie on the ground, tattered remnants of winter, and by my mailbox, a brave jonquil has pushed through the ground in spite of the snow and ice, and the […]
