There’s something about the late afternoon, just before the supper hour, when the day is winding down and the light lies golden and still through the windows. There’s a hush, a silence in empty rooms, a quiet acceptance that the day is over and soon the sun will slip beneath the horizon. Memories return […]
Jun 3, 2018
The Joy of Being Invisible
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When one reaches a certain age, attains a veritable number of years, one becomes invisible. You don’t believe me? It’s true and I’m here to prove it. Maybe it’s the white hair that puts up that Invisibility Shield; maybe it’s the wrinkles; I’m not sure what triggers this phenomenon. For example, in a room full of […]
May 8, 2018
And Then Came the Reward
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Work is often its own reward. A person can lose herself in work and troubles all just disappear, or at least, grow smaller. Yesterday was a day perfect for losing troubles and worries. It was a day to be glad just to be alive. Neither hot nor cold, but somewhere in a comfortable in between, […]
Feb 20, 2018
When the Day Is Long and Everything Seems Wrong
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It had been a hard day, for some reason. No earthquakes or tornadoes or devastating news, but it seemed as if a spirit of evil or a spiteful sprite had been present. A prickling word here, a worrisome conversation there, an unsettled, fearful feeling of something just out of sight, something left un-done, something that […]
Nov 23, 2017
The Mystery of an Enduring Holiday
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I’m glad that important holidays are handed down from generation to generation. I’m so thankful for those traditions that bind us to the folk who have gone before. This is a re-print of a Thanksgiving Day post I wrote a few years ago. That special holiday in November is here. I have heard a rumor […]
Nov 11, 2017
Eleventh Day, Eleventh Month, Eleventh Hour, Armistice
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It has been a long time since the Armistice was signed in 1918. My mother, Susie Latty Day, was a little girl at the time but she remembered it vividly, always, and what a time of rejoicing it was. This was The Great War, the War to End All Wars, the world would be at […]
