A jogger trots up the hill in front of my house, dressed colorfully in red shorts and gray and black jacket, head band in place across his forehead. Two squirrels are doing acrobatics, leaping from the white oak tree to the maple, flushing a downy woodpecker from among the maple’s limbs. Across the street, more […]
Mar 8, 2016
Stormy Skies and Wicked Weather
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Clouds began gathering yesterday. It was the kind of solemn day that is a forerunner of wicked weather. There was just a feeling in the air, as Darcy told Flora in Grave Heritage. Sometimes, the electric, restless feeling as a storm approaches is far worse than the storm itself. This is true of actual atmospheric […]
Mar 5, 2016
A Strange and Alien Wind
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The Folgers Coffee is hot and strong, just the way I like it. My little dog Nemo dozes on the floor beside me. The noise of the interstate is a far-off hum. The train rumbles to a stop downtown but it is a distant, comforting noise. Familiar sounds and rituals punctuate the morning but beneath it […]
Mar 3, 2016
And There Sat Ginger Ed
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This is the conclusion of the children’s mystery story. Yesterday (Wednesday) my sister-in-law Linda and I went to Fran’s St. Pat’s luncheon. I made some pictures as did Jane. I’ll post them and the impressions of the luncheon tomorrow. But right now, on to Ginger Ed! Sally scrunched her eyes tight shut and counted sheep. […]
Mar 1, 2016
A Second Stay-at-Home Story
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“If March comes in like a lamb, it goes out like a lion.” I’m confused. A deafening roar of thunder woke me this morning and rain is falling. Is this coming in like a lion or a lamb? The temperature is warm. I’m still thinking March will hold some more winter. In shuffling through those […]
Feb 26, 2016
The Smoke from the Chimney
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The only movement outside my window this morning is a fat, furry squirrel in the crepe myrtle bush. He jumps from limb to limb, stops and eats something, then hurries away. Something on that bush is tasty to the squirrel. This is the kind of still, cold morning when smoke from the chimney rises straight […]
