This is a reprint from a few years back. I remember when I read it to my Cozy Critters and they were wondering what sort of animal would begin with the letter Y. Canebreak ABC’s Red ants, black ants marching all together, through a canebreak by the river in the lovely summer weather. Many-colored butterflies drift or dream […]
Sep 26, 2019
Manos Meanderings
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It’s my own fault that I’m feeling muddled and fuzzy-minded this morning. It was my dream, you see, and the dream was because of the book I’m reading. I’m enjoying Emily Brightwell’s newest cozy, Mrs. Jeffries and the Alms of the Angel. I have the bad habit of waking up during the wee, small hours, […]
Mar 19, 2017
What Under the Sun Did I Do?
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What under the sun did I do yesterday? Well, let me tell you. It was one of those beautiful early spring days, almost too perfect to be believed. It started mundanely enough with putting water in the bird baths, but it picked up after that. I ate BBQ lunch with my son and his family […]
Oct 27, 2013
Sunday Morning Meanderings
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Is any day quieter than an early Sunday morning? Even the trees are still. The only thing moving on my street is a white cat who saw something interesting and crossed over the curb. Are squirrels late sleepers? I don’t know. I haven’t ever seen any until well after daylight. They should have plenty of […]
Sep 4, 2013
Sometimes I Wonder…
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Yesterday, quite by accident, I met a former student and her mother coming out of a store here in town. I thought the mom looked familiar and when I saw the Oklahoma car tag, I asked if they were from Tahlequah. “Yes,” she answered. I told her my name and asked if she had a […]
Jul 25, 2013
Gray and Ghostly
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It comes in silently, moves through the town without a sound, and crouches against the houses. It wraps itself among the trees and tangles among the branches. Now it moves a bit, thicker here, thinner there as a breeze rearranges it. Gray and ghostly, misty and mysterious, fog holds the city in filmy fingers. It […]
