An April Deep Freeze

An April Deep Freeze

Hard to believe, but earlier this morning, the thermometer registered twenty-eight degrees! I’m so glad I brought in all my wonderful flowers that I had stashed on the porch. Will this be the last freeze? I hope! April greets us with a bit of a cold shoulder, but she is actually a wonderful month. April […]

Lovely Morning

It’s such a lovely morning, above freezing, sunshine, flowers hesitantly starting to take a peek at the world. I wonder, on such a morning, why there’s turmoil and trouble and hatred anywhere?  At last, I can breathe a sigh of relief for the robins. When snow and ice covered the ground, those real-life early birds […]

Just a Mite Chilly

It’s a little more than just a mite chilly here in NW Arkansas this morning. I think that fifteen degrees below zero must be a record. A friend, a Cozy Critter, in a near-by Arkansas town is even colder and that’s not counting wind chill. So, what’s happening? Has the great frozen North Pole moved […]

Sunshine in My Pocket

Sunshine in My Pocket

Have you ever wished you could carry an emergency supply of sunshine in your pocket? You know, just enough to brighten the day when the clouds come? Or, carry some happiness left over from another time, to overcome any wayward feelings of sadness?  This morning is a bright, sunshiny day. A little frost whitens roofs […]

Conclusion–The Christmas Barn

Conclusion–The Christmas Barn

The cold wind blew their leaves away. The three friends shivered and wished for day. “We can’t just do nothing,” the raccoon said. “Come on, squirrel and chipmunk. Let’s go  a bit farther. Maybe we’ll find food.”      Sighing, the squirrel straightened up and took Chipmunk’s hand. On they went, through the cold night. They […]

The Christmas Barn

The Christmas Barn

What with one thing and another, I didn’t get this children’s story up before Christmas, so here it is now, only a couple of weeks late. Heh heh. Half today and half tomorrow; it’s kind of long. The Christmas Barn The 200-year old barn was empty and lonely. No longer did horses stamp their feet […]