Rain falls this morning. Oklahoma had more rain last night. So did Arkansas. It must be that rhubarb is ripe now. I’ve been seeing rhubarb recipes on the web. Mom used to make yummy rhubarb pies. Sweet, yet tangy. One of my favorites. This, I’m assuming, is ‘possum weather because ‘possum stories abound. A friend […]
Apr 11, 2015
High Tech Granny
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Matt and Dawn gifted me with an iPad. What an amazing technological tool. It can do everything but dance and it may be able to do that too. I’ve never asked it. One of the things I like best about it is the accompanying keyboard/case. And Word. I can write or edit a story and […]
Mar 28, 2015
Weather Wanderings (Wonderings?)
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My eyes must be deceiving me. Something is falling from the skies this morning and it must be rain but, under the porch light it looks amazingly like snow. The temperature hovers around forty-one and the weatherman is calling for the possibility of light rain so that must be the answer. The rain is so light […]
Jan 31, 2015
Friends and Friendship
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In the early morning darkness, a car roars off to an unknown (to me) destination. What’s the reason for his hurry? Is there an emergency? I hope he is not alone if he is facing a trauma but that he has a friend to share the urgency. Friends put the sunshine in a cloudy day […]
Jan 15, 2015
From My Heart
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Sometimes I wonder how I got to be so blessed as to have this group of ladies in my life: Jane, Peg, Nancy, Helen, my cozy critters. They not only offer direct and helpful suggestions and insight, they are a support group like no other. Yesterday, our critique was held in the family room in […]
Jan 7, 2015
Spider Webs and Spooky Noises
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When you were a child, did you ever sit in the living room with your family on a dark night listening, petrified, while your dad or grandfather told a true story about a really spooky happening, something that was never explained? You wanted a rational, satisfying explanation but there was none. It was just a mystery, […]
