How many of you keep a journal? If you do, you are a writer, making a record of a day or an event or your hopes and dreams. For many years, I have kept journals. The earliest one is dated 1953. Now, how could I have held a pencil and known how to write when […]
Jan 23, 2016
Winter Storms and Old Man Winter
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To all my visitors along the east coast, please stay safe and warm this weekend. Don’t take chances with Old Man Winter’s frigid blast. Weather fascinates me. That’s why I weave weather into my cozy mysteries. That, and the fact that you, the reader, deserve to know what Darcy and Flora and Ned are dealing with. […]
Jan 22, 2016
Words Get In the Way
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As I opened the back door this morning, a blast of frigid wind struck me. I didn’t expect that. Then, looking at the local forecast, I see we are under another wintry warning. Freezing drizzle is a possibility. Freezing drizzle wasn’t mentioned in last night’s forecast was it? Or did I miss hearing those words? I sip my Folgers, […]
Jan 21, 2016
The Old Tire Swing
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A couple of years ago, I posted this poem about the swing in my back yard. Even though I wrote it in November 2013 and this is January 2016, I’m re-posting here because the swing is still there. My grandchildren out-grew him long ago but I keep him. Maybe he reminds me of the real life […]
Jan 20, 2016
No Tingle in the Toes or Frost on the Ears
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When icy rain threatened, he flipped his furry tail over his head and crouched under a portable blanket. No tingling toes or frostbitten ears for this enterprising fellow. As he snuggled, warm and protected, on my deck railing, did he plot his next raid on a near-by bird feeder? Behind those alert and watchful eyes, did […]
Jan 19, 2016
Murderously Mysterious
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Isn’t it interesting that common, ordinary, everyday things can somehow be involved in mysteries? Isn’t it odd that a peaceful scene of trees, creek, and grassy hills are an alien landscape, unknown and frightening when they are covered in fog? How could a gold ring and a legend incite someone to murder? And, a letter […]
