Fred the cat was happy in the tumbledown, comfortable house he shared with Jake. He liked the soft feel of the worn floor and the way that floor squeaked when Jake shuffled across it. He liked the sag in the ceiling and the way the light swayed and shadows danced when the wind blew hard […]
Sep 7, 2022
Drowsy September Morning
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My street is waking up this morning. Daylight lengthens; shadows grow fainter while treetops turn golden from the rising sun. My thoughts, too, are stirring slowly, thinking about the day before me. Another mystery beckons, but I wonder…should I continue with the fifth Ned McNeil moonlight mystery or should I branch out with a new […]
Sep 2, 2022
The Mystery of September Rain
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What is it about a gentle rain that is calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain dripping from leaves and eaves, thunder rumbling softly in the distance, September, tucking the world in, a soothing backdrop to sleep. Nighttime rain is comforting; daytime rain is exciting. Why? Children know. […]
Aug 29, 2022
The Magic of Music
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Music has power. In olden days, armies marched with a song. In biblical times, music was so important that kings sent singers in front of an army, confusing the enemy. King Saul was comforted when David played the harp, proving that there’s truth in the statement, Music soothes the savage beast. Imagine what music might […]
Jun 18, 2022
As the Storm Raged
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Could this be the entrance to a cave or just something worn by the force of the water through the centuries? There was only one way to find out and that was to go down this impossibly steep cliff and peer inside. However, even a mountain goat would have a problem doing that and if […]
Jun 17, 2022
What Happened?
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This is entirely a flight of fancy–none of it really happened. But, if it had, what do you think would have happened next? Can you end this story? 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 […]
