“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” (Micah 6:8) That verse always reminds me of my grandpa, Levi Latty. I can picture him going to his barn to milk, morning […]
Aug 27, 2018
Strawberries, Sugar, and Cream
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Curly-locks! Curly-locks! Wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam, and feed upon strawberries, sugar and cream! This nursery rhyme is from long ago, maybe in the days of King Charles and written as a satire, but […]
Mar 29, 2018
Rainy Day Remembering
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Rain woke me. Thunder too. I was thinking about long ago Etta this morning and my Latty family. It would be dark on the farm at this hour, house lit only by kerosene lamps, no outdoor lights at all. Pappy would take a lantern as he went to the barn to milk the cows and […]
Mar 27, 2018
I Just Got to Thinking About Words
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I just got to thinking about words. We use them every day. Written or spoken, we can’t get along without them. I’m puzzled and saddened by the fact that, with all the beautiful words to choose from, why do some of us (let’s face it, a lot of us) use ugly, degrading, base words? Is […]
Oct 19, 2017
What Are Cozy Mysteries Made Of?
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Cozy mysteries are a partial reflection of the life of the author. Each person–you, I, everyone, is a part of so many other people, of our own experiences and the experiences of others, of hopes and failures, of good and bad, of the past, the present and yes, even the future. We are all that […]
Jul 14, 2017
A Day Gone By
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Yesterday was a typical Arkansas summer day–hot, with bumble bees in the flowers, birds at the bird bath. The house with its refrigerated air got to be a little much, so I went to the deck to soak up the sun, look at the blue sky above me, and breathe some fresh air. Nemo went […]
