As the sun slid westward last night, people began returning home from work. The cardinal family came to the bird feeders for a bit of supper, and those busy squirrels disappeared into their leafy houses. Another day had ended, and, though the world seemed dark, tomorrow would come. Maybe today the homeless man who was […]
Love Is a Rainy Day
·Love is a rainy day, a warm blaze in the fireplace, a welcoming light in the window. Love is the feeling of deep contentment when we know we are in the right place at the right time. Love is being home. Love accepts us the way we are, where we are. Love doesn’t have […]
Coming Home at Night
·As you read your favorite books, I’m sure there are certain parts that you enjoy more than others; maybe, you read them more than once. The same is true of authors:, at least, it is true of this author. The following excerpt is from the fourth Darcy and Flora cozy mystery, Grave Heritage. I […]
The Umbrella Oak
·A large oak stands firmly anchored to the ground on land that once belonged to my parents. It is so tall and its limbs spread so wide that when a person stands under it during a shower, she is sheltered from much of the rain. Whether it’s wise to be standing there during a […]
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 […]