Happy first day of winter! This is the shortest day of the year. From now on, the days will get longer and longer until June 20, which is the longest day of the year. It’s like the wise old squirrel told the puzzled little puppies in one of my favorite children’s books, “It’s like a […]
Aug 10, 2019
Hidden Away, There It Should Stay
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An Odd Discovery It was cold that January morning and Darcy was not in the best frame of mind to leave the warm kitchen and her steaming cup of coffee to go out to the country where Cub was digging the foundation for their new house. He had sounded dramatic, like he had uncovered the […]
Aug 7, 2019
People From My Past
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It’s funny the way some simple thing will trigger a memory from long ago. This morning, as I measured water for the coffee pot, I remembered my junior high science teacher. (I told you it was long ago.) The thing I recall now, after all those years is Mr. Wasson’s gravelly voice and the […]
Jul 5, 2019
After the Smoke Has Settled
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The smoke of the fireworks has settled and relative quiet now reigns. Did you all have a happy and a safe Fourth? Ned, Darcy, Flora, and I certainly hope so. I did! It was great. To start the day off, my family and I ate breakfast at a near-by restaurant, the kind that serves […]
Jun 16, 2019
The Captain at the Helm
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Father’s Day! Congratulations and best wishes to all dads everywhere. To my son, first of all, a wonderful father to two awfully neat kids, to brothers and cousins and friends who are celebrating this day. And, although he isn’t here any more, a big thank you to my own dad, the captain at the helm […]
May 20, 2019
Getting in Touch with an Old Tradition
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by blanche manos · leave a comment (edit) Yesterday, my family and I kept up the yearly tradition of putting flowers on the graves of loved ones. Decoration Day is always the same Sunday every May and has been that way for generations. The beautiful little cemetery lies in northeast Oklahoma, surrounded by trees, gentle hills, and a creek […]
