Why on earth would I be thinking about pride this early on a Friday morning when the weather is warm and thunderstorms are on the way? What does pride have to do with anything, anyway? And, more to the point, what, exactly, is pride? Thesaurus.com says pride is delight, dignity, ego, honor, happiness, and several […]
Mar 22, 2017
A Circle of Friends
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I wrote this blog post a couple of years ago, but it’s still true. Since that time, things have changed some. One friend has gone on to Heaven; Fran has moved and Robbi hosts the luncheon friends, the Cozy Critters circle has lost a couple and gained a couple. The circle is truly elastic. Do I […]
Mar 16, 2017
Orange Rolls, Coffee, and Critique
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Carolyn’s orange rolls caused quite a stir yesterday as we sat down for our critique. They tasted as good as they looked and, with coffee, were a delicious way to start our discussion. Carolyn wrote a clever poem about them. According to her poem, they involved “rising, punching down, dirtying up a mess of bowls.” […]
Mar 13, 2017
A Warm Morning Chat
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A second cup of coffee, a warm, morning chat with friends–a good way to start the day. It’s cloudy, dampish, and chilly out and it’s hard to adjust to getting up a whole hour earlier. I wonder how many of us let Daylight Savings Time steal some of the joy from the morning? Sometimes, it […]
Mar 12, 2017
Winter’s Merry Last Fling
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Actually, I don’t know if it’s the last fling or not, but winter certainly flung around some snow and sleet yesterday. It was such a nice Saturday!A really good rain all morning, lunch with family at a nearby restaurant, then home by the fireplace to read and watch a nature documentary. But, in the early afternoon, […]
Mar 10, 2017
The Groundhog Made Me Do It
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Did you ever say hello to a groundhog? You might try it some time. The results could amaze you. People are always asking me, “Blanche, where do you get your story ideas?” I smile and say, “Oh, here and there, life, news stories, memories, wild imaginings.” But, that’s not actually the truth. I confess here […]
