Does anybody remember actual, old paper road maps? They were folded just so, and when traveling, I would unfold only the part I needed to find the right route. Life is like that–unfolding a little at a time, depending upon how far along we are on our journey, re-folding what isn’t needed any more. Once, years […]
Feb 3, 2017
A Warm Welcome on a Cold Day
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What could be better than a warm welcome on a cold day? Fran used to hold monthly luncheons for women who enjoyed getting together for food, Fran’s friendly home, and lots of lively conversation. Last year, Fran and her husband moved out of state. We sorely miss her, but Robbie has taken over the monthly luncheons […]
Feb 2, 2017
Happy Groundhog Day
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Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow! Six more weeks of winter. It’s always kind of fun to see the big deal the folk in Pennsylvania and other places make of Groundhog Day. I have a feeling, though, we’d have six more weeks of winter anyway. Wit, wisdom and fun crackled around the hundred-year old table at […]
Jan 29, 2017
Who Do You Think You Are?
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Have you ever been asked that question, usually in a taunting tone: Who do you think you are, anyway? Next time you are asked, answer: I’m royalty, a child of the King. Who are you? The Bible also says, “As he thinketh in his heart, so is he” Proverbs 23:7. What you think about yourself […]
Jan 27, 2017
At the End of a Windswept Day
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I’m actually writing this Thursday evening, not Friday morning, although that’s when you’ll be reading it, probably. This has been a windswept day, pretty chilly, but what made it really nippy was an enthusiastic wind that enjoyed chilling the bones of anyone who got out in it. The sky looks so pretty this evening. It’s […]
Jan 24, 2017
A Cup, a Comment, and a Contest
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Today, I am announcing a small contest which involves your comment and my cup. Read on. As I am finishing By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, I am more aware of something that I’ve suspected for quite some time: Manos Meadows Mysteries sometimes are not all that cozy. I mean, they certainly have their cozy […]
