Seismologists recorded fourteen earthquakes in Oklahoma since Friday! Not California nor some place overseas but right next door in my home state of Oklahoma! Was I reading the news story correctly? Have I not had enough coffee to open my eyes? This, of course, reminds me of the second Darcy/Flora cozy, Grave Shift. In that […]
Mar 21, 2014
Verbal and Other Malfunctions
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Ah-h! That first cup of coffee! It’s an eye-opener and a thought sharpener! Maybe I hadn’t had enough coffee the other day when I was in a crowded store and suddenly, there was a disconnect between thoughts and words. I was standing in the way of someone who needed to get around me. “Pardon me,” […]
Mar 20, 2014
When Days and Nights Are Equal (almost)
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It’s official–winter of 2013-14 is a thing of the past. We are free of the clutches of the cold, the wailing wintry winds, frostbit fingers, tingly toes–aren’t we? Well, maybe. At least, we’ve started a more benevolent season, if we ignore the threat of tornadoes that comes along with spring. One bit of folklore is […]
Mar 19, 2014
Wednesday Wanderings
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Tiny Tim used to sing, “Tiptoe Through the Tulips with Me”. I haven’t seen any tulips blooming yet, but I invite you to tiptoe through Wednesday with me. It may be a meandering journey because my mind has a tendency to jump from one thought to another with no connecting links between. Yesterday, I read […]
Mar 18, 2014
Tuesday Tidbits
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Has anybody noticed the strange antics of these shiny black birds that come around each year? Part of them, maybe it’s the males, have a pretty red band on their wings and their song is truly musical, sort of liquid. But, at times, they will stop eating and peer upward. Do they see something I […]
Mar 15, 2014
Friends, Fellowship, Food
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“A friend loveth at all times,” (Proverbs 17:17). She doesn’t condemn, nor shun, nor preach; she simply is there, caring about me whether I’m right or wrong, whether I’ve had success or failure, whether my purse is full or empty. A friend loves me for who I am, not for what I can do for […]
