When the jonquils bloom in the spring, I think of her–my sister Helen. Maybe it’s because of her March birthday, maybe it’s because those first flowers are so welcome after winter and are such a cheerful sight. My sister was a cheerful, upbeat, lovely person. Some people make the world a better place simply by being. […]
Mar 7, 2017
The Roaring of the March Lion
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Yesterday’s wind was a wild and restless thing, blowing clouds across the sky and roaring through the treetops, sounding like a celestial lion. The day was much too warm for March 6, and such weather makes me uneasy. From time immemorial, people have had to watch the sky for their safety during threatening weather. I […]
Mar 2, 2017
What’s With That Cold, Winter Sun?
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Moonlight can be deceptive, but so can sunlight. Yesterday, the sun and clear blue sky could have lulled an unsuspecting person into thinking the day was warm. But, nay and forsooth! Such was not the case. I lit the fireplace and each of the Cozy Critters came in wearing a jacket. As I thought, everyone […]
Feb 26, 2017
Meditating About the Past
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Meditating can be good or it can be bad, but it’s important to remember where we’ve been. This post is from four years ago but I still meditate, ruminate, remember, and look back. Ruminating means about the same thing as meditating except that ruminating could refer to a cow chewing her cud slowly, swallowing, burping and […]
Feb 25, 2017
The Hope of Tomorrow
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When night closes in, what would we do without the hope of tomorrow? Yesterday, I tucked another day away and put it in my box of memories. As the sun slid westward, people began returning home from work, the cardinal family came to the bird feeders for a bit of supper, and those busy squirrels, whose diet […]
Feb 19, 2017
A Fanciful Flight in Fantastic Proportions
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I scooted away from the computer, stretched, and gazed out my window. The Irish Sea pounded against the rocky shore line, far below me. Gulls wheeled and cried and a brisk breeze moved the curtains. It was always a good feeling to finish yet another cozy mystery, a warm feeling, yet a bit lonely. The […]
