What Makes a House a Home?

What Makes a House a Home?

  Real estate people who advertise homes for sale are mistaken. Houses can be bought and sold, but homes cannot.  A home is made up of people. Perhaps a home is only a bed and a few square feet of floor space but to someone, it is food, shelter, safety; it is a home. Houses […]

Making November Memories

Making November Memories

Where do you go when you need a break from the here and now? Do you pick up a book or close your eyes and think about a place you’ve been or maybe a place you’d like to see some day? Books are wonderful vacations, and so is just letting the mind wander. I like […]

Love Makes the Journey Worthwhile

Love Makes the Journey Worthwhile

  This is a post from five years ago. I re-read it this morning just as a means of keeping up and comparing yesterday with today. I thought, perhaps, you might like to read it again too. Ember Glow When winter’s winds blow bleak and bare The silhouettes of frozen trees, Deep within my heart […]

Never Trust a Goat with Yellow Eyes

Never Trust a Goat with Yellow Eyes

  When I was a child, my parents, younger brother and I lived for a time on a farm far back in the woods. Trees and bushes and thickets surrounded our house and barn. This is the same place that had the long driveway which was a good race track for a black horse and […]

School of a Hundred Years Ago

School of a Hundred Years Ago

  School is starting in many places. It seems terribly early and terribly hot to begin school, in my opinion. When I was a child, we never started our fall term until after Labor Day. But when my mother was a youngster, school terms were more different still. The following excerpt is from The Heritage of […]

After the Ball Is Over

After the Ball Is Over

  There’s an old song, After the Ball Is Over; well, the two free days of Moonlight Can Be Murder ended at midnight last night. It was a huge success! I can hardly wait for my publisher to tell me how many books went out and to what areas. Thank you for downloading. I feel […]