Do you believe that dreams have significance? I don’t know about your dreams but my dreams are often a mishmash of a niggling worry, a fervent hope, something I heard someone say, or people who have been or are in my life. I don’t think any of them give me a message. But, sometimes people […]
Mar 25, 2016
In the Gloaming
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Last night as shadows fell and darkness tiptoed down the street, I thought about other twilights, or gloamings, and the song, In the Gloaming came to mind. It’s an old song, one that I learned as a child from a thin songbook with a red cover. I believe the title of the book is America Sings. […]
Mar 24, 2016
We Three Were the Bees’ Knees
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Truly, spring has sprung. Last night we had tornado watches, warnings, and the first spring storm. I’m afraid part of the state may have suffered damage. Keep your eye on the sky, everyone. Stay safe! To borrow a phrase from the Roaring Twenties we were the bee’s knees yesterday. That was Jane, Helen and yours truly. […]
Mar 12, 2016
Soggy Saturday Morning
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A jogger trots up the hill in front of my house, dressed colorfully in red shorts and gray and black jacket, head band in place across his forehead. Two squirrels are doing acrobatics, leaping from the white oak tree to the maple, flushing a downy woodpecker from among the maple’s limbs. Across the street, more […]
Mar 9, 2016
Calling All Cozy Critters
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It’s that special time of the month again–time for the cozy critique. We’ll miss Judy but even when she moves to Texas, she’ll still be a Cozy Critter, a Lone Star Critter. She has promised to email me of what’s going on in her life. Once a Critter, always a Critter, even though we have to […]
Mar 5, 2016
A Strange and Alien Wind
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The Folgers Coffee is hot and strong, just the way I like it. My little dog Nemo dozes on the floor beside me. The noise of the interstate is a far-off hum. The train rumbles to a stop downtown but it is a distant, comforting noise. Familiar sounds and rituals punctuate the morning but beneath it […]
