Here is a puzzle that’s easy to solve; in fact, there’s nothing mysterious about it. What event will come around in 45 more days? It arrives every year, same time. Christmas is just around the corner and I haven’t started my shopping! Have you? How about a book as a gift? Would you like to […]
Nov 4, 2017
Lessons Learned From Nemo
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I like to think I’ve taught Nemo a lot, but I know for sure I’ve learned many lessons from him. These are only a few: Food is good. It is to be enjoyed without guilt or worry about calories. Relaxation fuels the body, mind and spirit; any place is a good place to […]
Nov 3, 2017
Those Big Dreams With Wheels
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If you happen to be in Springdale tomorrow at 2:00, pop into the Springdale Library. Nine other authors and I will be giving a reading. And later, we’ll have a question and answer session and you’ll have a chance to browse through many interesting books by about thirty-five authors and buy any that you choose. […]
Oct 27, 2017
Words–Where Did They Go and What Did They Do?
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“They had words.” “He was too wordy.” “All words and no actions.” “The word is…” Will you sit down with me this morning for a cup of coffee and a discussion of the word words? I’ve been thinking a lot about that subject lately. You can’t weigh words, they have no weight. You can’t see […]
Oct 26, 2017
That Warm, Wonderful Feeling
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The warm, wonderful feeling yesterday afternoon wasn’t due completely to the fireplace, although it was snapping and blazing, or the hot, aromatic coffee or even the gingersnaps. No, that cozy feeling was because three good friends were gathered around the hundred-year old table, laughing, talking, and sharing thoughts on reading, writing, and more. Much more. […]
Oct 21, 2017
Plain Poetry from a Plain Country Woman
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by Blanche Day Manos Don’t tell me they are gone, for I can see them still The house, the spring, the burr oak tree, the barn beneath the hill. I smell the sausage sizzling, I hear the rooster crow, The sounds and scents of each new day that woke me long ago. I feel […]
