As if making up for the warm weather before Christmas, Old Man Winter and Old Brother North Wind have returned with a frigid breath and long, icy fingers. As I looked back at last year’s post, it was cold on this date a year ago too. I was working on By the Fright of the […]
Dec 24, 2017
A Christmas Blessing
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Does it seem to you that a quiet type of peace and joy radiate from our hearts at Christmastime? With all the rush and hurry, suddenly Christmas is here and we pause to reflect on the Baby born so long ago in Bethlehem. Snow still outlines the eaves and snugs up against tree trunks–just wisps […]
Dec 22, 2017
Friends and Cherished Memories
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What would Christmas be without friends? Old friends dropping in, new friends recently made, memories of friends gone by. Some of my oldest friends stay hidden deep within the recesses of boxes all year but come out once again, every Christmas. Amazingly, they didn’t always look as they do now. But, we all change with […]
Dec 21, 2017
A Warm, Sunny Welcome to a Notorious Guest
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Happy first day of winter and a hearty welcome to a notorious guest. Today is the shortest day of the year, the longest night, the day when the sun begins heading north instead of south, and a spring-like day in NW Arkansas. It’s as if warm weather and autumn are having a final fling, a […]
Dec 13, 2017
Out With the Trash and Debris
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Trash! It does accumulate, doesn’t it? Before we know it, we have caches of stuff that we don’t use any more, but we hold onto it with a feverish grip born of familiarity. Sometimes, we get so used to it we don’t even see it any more; it’s just part of the scenery. Yesterday, I […]
Dec 9, 2017
Buz, the Hill Country Fox, Conclusion
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This is the conclusion to Buz, the Hilly Country Fox. I hope you enjoy it and maybe read it to a youngster in your life. Slipping from bush to rock, Buz followed the shepherds. Every once in a while, the shepherds would pause and point to the sky. At last, they stopped in front of […]
