I heard an interesting thought on TV last night. Isn’t it amazing how a person can hear or read an idea, just a simple phrase, and it is an “Aha” moment? Anyway, it was about what appears on tombstones. (Don’t worry; this isn’t going to be mournful.) Usually, a person’s birth day is on the stone, […]
Oct 16, 2015
More Cozy Critters
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Today, I’d like to tell you more about these astute readers and writers, these remarkable ladies I call the Cozy Critters. First of all, they have a marvelous sense of humor. Laughter is very important in our critiques. I’ve asked them to write a bit about themselves so you will get to know them better. […]
Oct 14, 2015
They Are Coming!
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Today is the day they arrive. At one o’clock, or a few minutes before or after, in will come the Cozy Critters for a time of reading, critiquing, laughter, and sharing. And, perhaps a few tears. It happens. Critique days are special. If we have victories, we share them. If we have problems, we share them, […]
Oct 13, 2015
Plumped Up
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Last night as I was putting out water for the birds in my back yard, I noticed a small, roundish object in the shallow dish that I keep water in. Looking more closely, I saw it was a toad. I’m sure he was comfortable and grateful for the cool, replenishing bath. Women’s cosmetics advertise products […]
Oct 11, 2015
A Loopy Little Fall Poetry
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Yesterday’s perfect weather was too beautiful for me to stay indoors so I grabbed my trusty camera and sallied forth. First stop: the middle of the street, looking upward. An added bonus: while I was snapping, a neighbor came by walking her dog. We had a good chat about churches, dogs, and autumn. As I […]
Oct 10, 2015
My Thoughts Eggs-actly
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Yesterday, I let a most important day go by without even a mention: World Egg Day! Oh! I cringe in abject remorse! I had no idea. However, now that I think about it, an egg is pretty important to the health and wealth of people in general and me, in particular. When I was a […]
