Each day when the sun sinks beneath the trees to the west and twilight slips on shadowed feet over the town, I think about past days when the family would gather around the dining table . Supper was never a silent affair. We talked. I don’t think we solved any of the world’s problems, we just […]
Jan 29, 2016
In Case of Wrinkles, Iron Here
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Re-thinking some thoughts from 2013: Am I the only person on earth who likes to iron? I particularly like to iron in the winter. There’s something about the welcome warmth of the iron, the smell of fresh clothes and the monotony of just moving my arm back and forth that is soothing. Ironing is a good […]
Jan 28, 2016
A Poem for a Squirrel
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A few days ago, my blog post was about a squirrel in my back yard. I mentioned that Jane would probably write a poem about the aforementioned squirrel. I was right. She did! Yesterday at our critique, she shared that poem with us. I am so honored! And, if my friend the backyard squirrel knew […]
Jan 27, 2016
Endings and Beginnings
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We’ve all experienced the feeling of sadness and impatience as we read the last page of a captivating book, close it, and return to the real world. The feeling is much the same for an author as she finishes writing the current cozy mystery. Grave Heritage is reaching its conclusion. Darcy and Flora have experienced […]
Jan 26, 2016
Whippoorwills, Owls, and Worry
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I miss hearing the whippoorwill and owls. I heard them often as a child, at night, with Mom and Dad in the next room and the world’s problems far away. They are still out there, somewhere, in dark woods at night, doing whatever night birds are supposed to do. Only thing is, I don’t hear them […]
Jan 25, 2016
Daybreak!
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Another morning, another day, another opportunity to be, to do, to think, to act a little better than yesterday, a chance to right yesterday’s mistakes or forget them, to move forward and hope and work for good things! Daybreak! The sun scatters night’s shadows and night’s fearfulness. Hope rises and the day begins. A new […]
