My niece Kim has an inspiring picture and quote on her Facebook page. A cardinal sits on a snowy pine. The caption is, “No matter what yesterday was like, birds always start the new day with a song.” I’ve noticed that, just by being who he is, no more and no less, a redbird’s […]
Apr 27, 2019
Thoughts and Sifting Through
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Do you ever wake up with a thought or a song running through your head? I do, quite often. It’s nice when those thoughts are positive, not so nice when they aren’t. What are they related to? Why do we have them? I don’t know the answers, but I wish I did. Spring inspires […]
Apr 26, 2019
News and a View
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The world looks green, this morning. Green and sunny. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the trees quite so full of leaves. Yesterday, as well as being my birthday, was the last day to get my driver’s license renewed. Yes, I had procrastinated. When I walked into the Department of Motor Vehicles, I should […]
Apr 24, 2019
A Small World After All
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God’s Small World God made a tiny, shiny world in blades of grass and flowers, Where crickets creep and spiders spin and dewdrops fall in showers. And in this small, this crawly world are secrets and surprises. The caterpillars creeping here wear summertime disguises. No one but God could think of it; I don’t know […]
Apr 23, 2019
Moonstruck and Murderous
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The people at the Carver Estate are a little–how shall I say it–odd? Or, are they strange-acting because they are moonstruck? Pat, Ned McNeil’s friend, thinks they are both moonstruck and murderous. Is the blue moon during this month of March affecting everyone, including Ned? The month is March–a strange month–a rainy, windy, untrustworthy […]
Apr 22, 2019
The Case of the Golden-Haired Sleuth
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She had been following that tell-tale trail all morning. Surely, this time she would find the culprits. All those over-turned garbage cans, clothes stolen off clotheslines, food swiped from picnic baskets when no one was looking–it all had to stop and she was just the sleuth who could stop it. Looking down at the […]
