This is a strange case and could be thought of as fiction–it all depends on your experience, as a reader. My experience comes from the viewpoint of a writer. Maybe this is all make-believe, pretend, the stuff from which imaginary tales are made. Or, maybe it isn’t. What if it could be true? What if, […]
Dec 11, 2017
Looking Into the Face of Evil
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Evil lived in the heart of someone in Ednalee. What does the face of evil look like, Ned wondered. Among those smiling faces at the luncheon, did a friendly countenance hide a dark heart? Was someone planning Bessiebelle’s death before the luncheon or did something there spur the murder? Did Bessiebelle herself bring on her […]
Dec 10, 2017
Last Year’s Stitches Are Holding Strong
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This is from last year’s Cozy Critique. It was so full of marvelous things, I thought a repeat performance was in order. As I selected the yarn, I thought of you. Friends are like colors in different hues. They bring forth a light, each in their own way, Making them the person that we love […]
Dec 9, 2017
Buz, the Hill Country Fox, Conclusion
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This is the conclusion to Buz, the Hilly Country Fox. I hope you enjoy it and maybe read it to a youngster in your life. Slipping from bush to rock, Buz followed the shepherds. Every once in a while, the shepherds would pause and point to the sky. At last, they stopped in front of […]
Dec 8, 2017
Buz, the Hill Country Fox
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A few years ago, I wrote a children’s imaginary tale about a fox and how the birth of Christ changed him. I meant to illustrate the story and bind it into two small books: one for my grandchildren and one for the grandchildren of a dear friend. Somehow, even though I finished it, it was […]
Dec 7, 2017
A Day That Will Live in Infamy
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“A day that will live in infamy,” President Roosevelt said. And, indeed, it has and will. A surprise attack by Japanese aircraft against the American Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor triggered the United States’ entrance into World War II. As I watch old film clips and read first-hand accounts, I can imagine the shock of […]
