When the jonquils bloom in the spring, I think of her–my sister Helen. Maybe it’s because of her March birthday, maybe it’s because those first flowers are so welcome after winter and are such a cheerful sight. My sister was a cheerful, upbeat, lovely person. Some people make the world a better place simply by being. […]
Mar 4, 2017
A Warm, Secure, and Comforting Story
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Do you ever just need to retreat to some place warm and secure and comforting? I do. Yesterday, the doctor diagnosed my painful leg as having arthritis. Oh, bother! It was definitely a doughnut kind of day. Now, it is doubtful that refined, white sugar is good for arthritis, but doughnuts are a comfort food, you […]
Mar 2, 2017
What’s With That Cold, Winter Sun?
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Moonlight can be deceptive, but so can sunlight. Yesterday, the sun and clear blue sky could have lulled an unsuspecting person into thinking the day was warm. But, nay and forsooth! Such was not the case. I lit the fireplace and each of the Cozy Critters came in wearing a jacket. As I thought, everyone […]
Mar 1, 2017
The Roar of the Lion
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Evidently, March is coming in like a lion. That is, if we count last night and the wee hours of the morning, when the storms were at their worst. If we think of March coming in today during daylight hours, it should be a lot calmer here in Arkansas at least; maybe not so much farther […]
Feb 26, 2017
Meditating About the Past
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Meditating can be good or it can be bad, but it’s important to remember where we’ve been. This post is from four years ago but I still meditate, ruminate, remember, and look back. Ruminating means about the same thing as meditating except that ruminating could refer to a cow chewing her cud slowly, swallowing, burping and […]
Feb 24, 2017
The Intriguing Mystery of History
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Old houses fascinate me. If they could talk, what stories they would tell of the people who have lived within their walls, of the good times and bad, of historic changes they’ve witnessed. Old houses are a part of history and I like to dig out the mysteries within them. For a time, quite a […]
