A brand new month, calendar page is pretty and clean, spring is coming, winter is going, so we’d better have our bags all packed and ready for March. Things to pack: a positive attitude, lots of smiles, optimism, hope, friendliness, hospitality, sympathy (and empathy too) curiosity, energy, fresh ideas, sunny outlook. Things to leave […]
Sep 6, 2018
When the Blues Come Calling, Don’t Open the Door
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Let’s admit it–some days, spirits seem to sag in the middle. Everything under the sun that is sad or unfair or uncertain comes and sits right there on my shoulders, just daring me to get out of bed and put one foot in front of the other and face the day. As the songs goes, […]
May 13, 2018
Mom
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I can see her as a little girl, dark hair in braids, running down that dusty road at Etta, hoeing weeds out of the garden, her bonnet dangling down her back, or picking wildflowers for a spring bouquet. She was the middle child in the Latty family, the mischievous one who was always busy but […]
May 1, 2018
When the May Bee Buzzes Around
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Maybe I’ll find millions of dollars like the couple out in California did last year. Maybe the light will dawn in people’s lives and we’ll all get along with each other. Maybe the news coming from the television will be only good. And then, again…maybe not. You see, this is May 1 and if there […]
Mar 3, 2018
Beautiful, Lowly Mud Puddles
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Okay, let’s face it–a mud puddle is about the lowest thing in life. But, it has an undeserved reputation because I’ve never seen a puddle on the ground that was muddy–at least, until someone stepped in it. Puddles that remain after a rain can’t help that they happen to be in a low spot and […]
Oct 24, 2017
Those Autumn Leaves of Red and Gold
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Something special to look for tomorrow–my guest blog will be on Southern Writers Magazine, Suite T. I’ll be sure to let you know when it’s there. Exciting! Yesterday was a “just getting out and enjoying autumn” kind of day. The leaves on my maples aren’t too pretty yet, but the ones on the ground are […]
