In September, I begin to think about apples. At Manos Meadows, we had two apple trees. One was a dwarf Jonathan apple tree in the yard. Apples from this tree made delicious pies. Sometimes, I’d pick them before they got completely ripe, wash and core them, slice them, and put them and an adequate amount […]
Jul 24, 2020
Dogs, Flowers, Politics
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I’ve had it with the news. Off it goes; off go those nasty Facebook posts that dim the sunshine in the day, and on to something that I enjoy–Nemo, flowers, coffee, fresh starts every morning. It’s a morning ritual that Nemo goes, first thing, to find his bone placed next to his tasty breakfast in […]
Mar 11, 2020
Rain
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Thunder, lightning, pouring rain–not Nemo’s kind of weather, although I like it. My furry buddy likes smooth jazz. With smooth jazz playing and wearing his thunder shirt, he calmed down. I can only imagine what a storm seems like to him. He doesn’t understand it, just reacts to hearing the loud but unseen noise of […]
Jan 29, 2020
And So, There’s Nemo
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I let him out this morning to do his usual things. It was a rainy morning, more like spring than winter, but out he went to bravely face the elements. He trotted around the back yard, head up, abbreviated tail up, plume at the end of it held high. He was checking his small kingdom […]
Oct 10, 2019
Remembering a Launching
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Come with me for a small trip to another time this morning–an exciting time, well-remembered, of launching a brand new series, the Ned McNeil moonlight series with Ned’s first book, Moonlight Can Be Murder. This was a few years back. The picture is, of course, of the Cozy Critters, who are reading my five cozies. Since […]
Feb 12, 2019
A Dog Blog
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Good morning. My name is Murphy and I’m a dog. I used to live with Ben Ventris but for unforseen and gruesome reasons, I now live with Pat and Jasper Harris. Dogs don’t get credit for being the world’s smartest creatures. They should. Poor ol’ Jasper, the boy I’ve adopted, really needs me. He thinks owls […]
