I am lucky to have a copy of The Etude, Presser’s Musical Magazine. It’s a fascinating look at a past era of America. Woodrow Wilson was President that year; that is, until March 4 when Warren G. Harding took over. Advertisements reveal a lot about a culture. Here are a few I found in the […]
Nov 14, 2024
Rain, a Hundred Years Ago
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We’ve had wonderful autumn rain lately and it has been a blessing. This morning, I’m thinking backward about a hundred years and imagining what it might have been like at the Levi and Edna Latty Farm, my grandparents’ farm, in the early part of the twentieth century. It would be dark on the farm at […]
Nov 13, 2024
Neighborhood Owl
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One of the things that’s so neat about this Arkansas town is that fields, pastures, and woods are just a block or two away, and oh, my goodness! I hope it stays that way. It seems that every time I look, another pasture has been gobbled up by “progress”. In just the time I’ve lived […]
Nov 11, 2024
Armistice Day!
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It was a different kind of world in 1918. Woodrow Wilson was our 28th President. Postage stamps were two cents, a loaf of bread cost a dime and a gallon of gasoline was eight cents. An epidemic of Spanish flu ravaged the country, causing more than 500,000 deaths. Some of the popular songs were Over […]
Nov 10, 2024
A Writer’s Psalm
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A Writer’s Psalm Bless my writing, O Lord! May all my plots and characters praise You! The earth is rich in books; verily, it overflows with the written word. Large is the competition; great is the challenge. When wicked reviewers come upon me, to demolish my efforts, may their computers develop glitches. Though an […]
Nov 9, 2024
Soggy Saturday Morning
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Who’s awake this morning? The only movement on my quiet street is a ruffle of leaves in my neighbor’s yard as a squirrel whisks into sight. A friend joins him and they disappear somewhere, intent upon squirrel business. We had more rain last night and the thirsty earth soaks it up. Soggy leaves lie scattered […]
